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BitterSweetRemie
Guest
Original poster
October let out a sigh as she ets her backpack down beside her and plops into her chair. She attempts to ignore the pain in her shoulder by talking to her fellow friends around her before the bell would ring... her father really got her good last night now she has horrible deep dark purple bruises on her shoulder in the shape of fingerprints... but of course no one else sees them because of the the jacet she is wearing.... she cannot wait to get out of this hell hole... and never return. Her train of thought was interrupted when the bell rung and a familar face walked through the door...