I just want to die. I need to concentrate. I... feel a tear running down my cheek, smell and taste my own blood I dont really see anything. I belive its already dark outside, but I just have no clue. I hear my own breathing. I feel the cold ground, smell the scent of my bullies, taste them on my tongue and hear the door ope- Oh fuck... I try to look whos there, but I only manage to move my head slightly, my vision only blurring worse.
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