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and deep down, right in the pit of her stomach, is a numb feeling of dread, because tomorrow, she will step, her polished black school shoe, back into the place she calls 'hell'. the place full of people, with mind-washed brains, who believe in judgment, and who lack originality of their own. this place is called school
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 5:21 PM UTC
this place is called school
and deep down, right in the pit of her stomach, is a numb feeling of dread, because tomorrow, she will step, her polished black school shoe, back into the place she calls 'hell'. the place full of people, with mind-washed brains, who believe in judgment, and who lack originality of their own. this place is called school
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 5:21 PM UTC
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