Every day my life gets worse. I see people dying and suffering. This pain doesn’t affect me any more. The pain of dying. Both of my parents are dead. My sister hates me. I live on my own, in a lonely apartment. I still have to go to the jail called school, day after day. Teachers screaming at kids all the time. Telling them to shut-up or do their work. Acting like the kids are going to do it. That stupid excuse telling us they care and that they’re calling your parents so you will do better in school. Children getting shot-up in so many places in the world. Kids smoking and doing drugs. Some people give the children hope but when their friends or parents die that all goes down the drain except for some lucky people. People still have hope but soon that will be dead. There is no hope. Going to school doesn’t matter to some people. It’s something the adults and the law forces you to do cause they say it’s you should get a good education. They think you will succeed and have a good future. You know how when you were little your parents would read you a story and it always had a happy ending. While in this story it doesn’t exist.
P.s. THIS IS NOT MY REAL LIFE!!!!!!!!!
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My journal is going to be somethnig real!!! (not like real stories. I won't just write stuff like Hi don't know what to write so on) I'm going to write storys, peoms, ets. so I hope you like it when I finally write in it!!! I don't care if you commen
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