My life may be worst then yours. Maybe better if possible.
As I walked to school, tan kids threw stuff at me. I didn't really care about what happened when they call a threat. Some kids call me vampire which I apprieticate. Others call me pale whitch. But I am mostly called Bomb Threat. I go to school to learn and not to kill ugly, fat and rude kids.
After school, Mrs. Lean told me I had to take the bus today since my sister is late. But since I was so slow, I missed it. When they called walkers, I started walking nyumbani felling like I was followed. When I turned around I saw my oldest sister's...
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