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It's Not Some Game
I lay in bed at night,
thinking about my day.
For the mean whispers and comments hurt me
More than I am able to say.
The following morning is not better.
The sun is out, not a cloud in sight.
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Imagine That...
As my classmates and I are dismissed from school, I decide to take the long way to my bus stop. For I have quite some thinking to do. I watch the birds fly. The squirrels scrambling for shelter as the howling wind picks up.