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ke up my hair in haste and hurriedly join a quick bite of slice of bitter jam and a sauce

shing onto my surface. I run out of room and bolt to the classroom. Reeling time to time

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sure of dismissing, allows

destined. Professor sincerely looks beastly and tough, m

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a little bag by the end of hall. Big hall, I mean. It is luggage of going for serious run-away. I feel raspe

, goggled, eye-dazzled. Her hair is un

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and the nasty paper of questions. I start sucking carefully pen'

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this big, untouchable skyscraper wit

are not supposed to

why us

on that pace and greeding others'

wardly and laug

losopher, you know? Those big

light smile to he

is life, professor dumbledore, t

ess, teasing atmosphere of stone and solidherats are melting into fun. She t

, we're not prisoners! We a

mps up to to her territory and thr

jollifying, holds my pa

efore tickled, feel happier and laughing. She

r further moments we never dare to give up from succumbing.Sometimes, we kneeled, cried about "First year boys"

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that above my chest !? What has h

, nonetheless, I prepare myself in just a quick 1 hour. Phone ticks an

om and figures of money-dom.I was learnt to compress others in no logical sense, I was told to do as they ad

er stop terrify

oom's red-lipsticky walls attracting my attention la

he campagne place at 9 am.,you will fuck u

ssed off and my scar on my forehead turns wrinkly. Mirror breaks as

around my bottom, appearing up close my ass and such bizarrely escalating

ashamed I pass by the hallway and put on some chic clothes, a black shirt and some dolce shoes, I see blurry on this sunny day, than

ss, I button the ripped holes

lutches my heart rates, it doesn't look beating like ever before, it is senseless and n

s say everyday I am caught by a seizure. I now await

ahrm, stringing down on the ground. Before car's lights I discern an ordinary wristlet, silver one. With some stiffening butterflies on the p

traces in 120 km per hur. Cle

hors

r, unwritten, but a paper with a story promised to go on. Luna walks unattentivel before walls and beholds craziness like an artefact.Sky like a museum an

ping through mid-aven

fucki

ing the lowest quality of sun

shmallow, down fingers holding it? I liked fun to be a good paragraph of beginning, but pulpy fruit is a pear of nothin

an's hands, sweat-free I enjoyed looks to

oaching, insanely

ep c

striper, stripping down shame, my head down,

e thunderstorm to lighten my causeway, as a bridge to my man. Phone rings again. I

ry, snowy frozen water gap.

here, fury like a rasc

shes me on the bare ground. I blackout lastly lis

are you okay? An

on strong, curvy hands, I breathe unconsciously. My thorax dispatches heart as

on't

okia is desperately talking to