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[aid] => mick
[title] => School Days
[time] => 2006-05-05 20:09:15
[hometext] => This is for all the people who have felt school was a living hell.
[bodytext] => I walk in Stares "Hello, can I help you?" I think to myself. Laughter, the usual jokes between the people of the school. "Freak." I hear, either in my head or I'm in actual hell called reality. Either way, I don't like it. I sit down. I'm hearing a song in my head to drown out the horrible looks. Thinking of what I'm going to do after school. Which is usually nothing. I wish I could be like I used to be. Happy, and all smiles. It's fine until u set foot into this place. Breathing suddenly turns rapid, heart starts racin, palms sweaty. Literally makes you sick. Maybe I can just see enough happy faces to get me through this day, u think 2 urself. You come home. Lay down. Work. Then you come back to hell on earth. It's really a workout if you think about it. No wonder I stay thin. If I can just get through one more day, you say. Just a couple more days of this place. Just a few more days of the yelling, screaming, and beatings of every sort. No big deal. It's just school, right? No biggy. Being picked on, yelled at, all the pressure. It's not a big deal, u keep trying to tell yourself. Before you know it, the pressure keeps building up until finally you explode. Then it's, "She's Crazy." It's just school, not a big deal, just a few more days, piece of cake... Pssh yeah right. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 6 [informant] => BrokenXbyManyX [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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