I HATE HIGH SCHOOL. Everything about it is stupid. The teachers, lunch, staff, the building, students, just everything. My English teacher is a freak. She keeps her hair in her face and I can barely understand a word she's saying... Hairwoman. Then there's my History teacher, Neck, I think he's the worst. He's a monster. He gave me a demerit on my first day! All because of that stupid human pole who wasn't watching where he was going. I wish I could have said something, something to make that moment less humiliating. But words couldn't come out of my mouth, something that has been happening to me a lot lately. After the incident the night of the party, I can't make out words. It's like there's something wrong with my throat, or my tongue, or lips. I bite them a lot recently... I can't stop myself. There is one thing that isn't so bad about this new school year, art class.
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