When it all went wrong...

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This day started like any other, I woke up to my usual annoying alarm clock and dragged myself out of bed. I looked in the mirror and saw nothing exciting. Nothing worth looking at . But I didn't care, I stopped caring ages ago. I walked around the house aimlessly, trudging through my usual daily routine like a programmed robot. It was one of those days were everything bored me, everything was the same and I had to force myself to care. By the time I got to school I felt like dying, I didn't have friends to cheer me up, there were no teachers that made me laugh. There was nobody. I was left to my own thoughts, to think about my dreary existence.
Depressed, lonely and bored out of my mind I walked into maths class. "Hello my lovelies," beamed Miss Smith, her patronising enthusiasm made a little part of me die. The lesson dragged on at an infuriating pace I was sat drawing shapes and working out perimeters and wondering why on earth I even tried. Then suddenly the silence was violently broken...
Bang....Crash... Then Black ....
"GET OUT, STAND AGAINST THE WALL. YOU GET BACK HERE..." I woke up in a broken chair with a cloud of dust choking me

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