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I HAD TO UPLOAD A DOCUMENT SO I UPLOADED A DOCUMENT. SORRY GUYS. I MEAN IT. I'M NOT PROMOTING ANYTHING,I JUST NEEDED AN ESSAY URGENTLY AND I HAD TO MAKE AN ACCOUNT. THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING,HAVE A NICE DAY!

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`Good morning,good morning! It’s new day,a fresh start,maybe it’s the luckiest day of your life ! Rise and ..” my radio tried to wake me up with such a motivational morning speech,that i had to turn it off .
’Cool,another day,another pain in my ass. .Ugh.’ i said turning on my back,staring at the ceiling.
I got off my bed,after rubbing my eyes and yawning for like 5 times. I hate morings,i’m not a morning person and you definetly don’t wanna piss me off when i just woke up. I took a quick look in the mirror and i was,like always,looking terrible. My blonde hair looked like some squirrels played with it all night long,my
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``nothing`` i lied again. Why do i have to start this week like this : I lie,i’m mad and i’m possibly hurting my friends..
``don’t lie. I know you too well``
``i’m okay.it’s just my mom,you know..``
He looked at me worried,and offered me his hand. I took it and he squeezed it.
``I’m here for you,okay?`` he whisperd.
I gave him a ’thank you’ smile,then i turned around to see what’s happening around us. Nobody was paying attention,just two girls in the front seats. They were the pure definition of ’nerds’ . I was doing pretty well in school,but i wasn’t that passionated like them.

Okay,so another day passed by and now i’m on my way home. Mia and Kyle stayed for some extra classes and i had to go home all by myself. It’s okay,i got my iPod with me ,so i’m gonna make everything around me look like a music video.At this point,i’m not so original i can say..

I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket,so i checked what was going on. It was a text from an unknown number.Yay,another freak making some ’funny’ jokes.

’Try to smile more often. You’re


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