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Ranting and Raving
I’ve thought about killing myself too many times to count. I’ve planned to run away almost weekly. I loathe life. But I can’t bring myself to inflict pain on myself. I try to leave my house but my body wont go beyond the end of my street. And always I talk myself out of anything very negative towards myself or even the people I love. Maybe the drugs the doctor gave me are working or maybe they aren’t. But whenever I plan out my death I remember my friends or a book or CD or even a music video. No matter what it is I am unable to hurt anything knowi
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The Evil French Teacher...The Evil French Teacher of DoomThe Evil French Teacher...
Once upon a time, long, long ago, there was an evil French teacher. She always gave too much homework at night and during school she always screamed at every student for the smallest offences. During most of her classes she made some sort of reference to how France is so much better than America. She insulted her students whenever she could and, if it wasn’t against the law, she would probably beat them. The problem was, she never did anything that would get her fired. So, the children decided that they would be so horrible that she would
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cant think of a titleI woke up at five in the morning as I always do. I do that so I don’t cause any discomfort for my parents or myself. I carry the clothing I picked out the night before into the bathroom and take my shower. After my shower I get dressed and go back into my room do a last scan for homework. I make my usual breakfast of pop tarts and a scrambled egg. As I eat I turn on the TV to see what the weather will be like today. It’s going to be colder than usual. I put my rainbow wristband on my right wrist and my Kermit one on my left. My pink triangle pin goecant think of a title
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noneThe walls were painted deep purple, so dark that you thought it was black. Not that there was any wall space visible. The room seemed to be made up of posters. Most of them were from movies that she had seen. Edward Scissor Hands, The Crow, Nightmare Before Christmas, Legend, The Last Unicorn, The Dark Crystal, Labyrinth, there were so many others that you were lost in a sea of movies. Scattered between the movies there was music. The Goo Goo Dolls, Sex Pistols, The Beatles, Nirvana, very overwhelming. It was very humbling. I would have loved to meet her, have a conversation, bnone
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