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Dec 2012
School, school, school

Too bad it isn't cool.

It *****,

drama bites,

the teachers are mean,

the students are cruel.

Why can't I leave?

Oh yeah... IT'S AGAINST THE LAW!

The lunch room is loud,

people are staring.

I want to go home,

I hate these strange glarings.

The people are odd,

there are too many strangers,

but the friends I do have

do really great favors.
Shanell
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Shanell
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   Raven and Bentley Webb
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