Another beautiful morning. Everyone loves Saturday's while I despise them. No school means nothing but pain and miser to me. I'm used to it but that doesn't make it better. I grab my clothes and am just about to get dressed as I freeze at the voices from downstairs. The headmaster is talking to "that man" again. I quickly get dressed as I hear steps coming upstairs but the door slams open before I'm done. What? I snap knowing how much they enjoy this. Is something the matter?
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12/04/2025
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