*Day Seven*
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It's Sunday. I had to do my homework. I didn't. I didn't want to either. All I wanted to do was stare at the blank walls in my room. My mom was mad at me for that...
I've thought about why my friends hated me, and never got a proper answer. Just more questions. I punched my wall.
Why is life so difficult?
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