Chapter two

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You wake up in your bed, sweaty from your dream. You slowly stretch and close your eyes and start to wake up from your slumber. You open your eyes, things are the same and you are confused. You were expecting another strange phenomenon but then you question it. You decide to get up, put on your slippers and pretend nothing happened. Why does this happen to you only when you don't take your night pills when you were told to take them? Was it really the pills that made the madness stop? Or is it just you? Are you even normal from the rest of society? All these questions race your head then disappear after you gulp down some coffee that had been in the fridge the week before. You stumble over the boxes of trash that you said you would pick up the month before, you've been letting this slide your whole life. You climb over the piles of clothes and grab your small, dirtied school bag and head over to the high school. You like to cut through the back woods so you can avoid as much contact with others as you can. You arrive at 9:27AM, school starts at 8:30AM and you have a repetation for being late and you're bullied because of that. Like always, you walk awkwardly in front of the 23 kids all prepared and have their homework out. You hear the sounds of the popular kids chatting and whispering about you and your tardiness. Ignoring them, you sit down at your desk and look down at your incomplete paper. Others look at you and you know it. Embarrassed. Harassed. Hated. Bullied. Incomplete. Different. So many words to describe yourself, all horrible words that others use to describe your uniqueness. 3:25PM, you walk home trembling & confused. A million things rush into your head and the sound of your very own heart beating in your head. You have had enough of this, your done, your tired. Just so done of the nothing that affects you. You sound like a crazy person and nobody will understand you EVER.

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