From Me Who Almost Surrender
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...Wow, you're so nice huh ?...
...But honey, he wants it...
...Touched me ?...
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Since a few days ago, many people have been afraid. Someone ran when they saw me, someone walked down, and there were several letters of apology for bullying. And there are also giving many parcels up to one crackle and also various gifts.
It's weird that I feel like there's a big conspiracy when I'm not in school. Change is like lightning, I used to be in campa like garbage. Now in puja like a goddess. The world is a place of deceit - deceit. Then how do I handle it.
Pptts, ppttss ..., I sent a signal to my neighbor. I asked him if he had done any math work on a lot of difficult formulas. I understand but somehow when there is a matter of different places and also there is a change makes me confused again.
Stopped halfway, glancing at the results of his answer. Five things that make me tick, I'm not picking. I was amazed just a few minutes he was finished quickly. It's not that it helped to report me who she said was cheating on her. I'm excited because I'm just cheating on different numbers.
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The formula way is too complicated like the teacher sir.I rely on my former smart ability to rework. Walking firmly with the handle of the wooden ruler in his hand. He is the greatest teacher of my century, his aura so dense.
Between justifying the words of my neighbor or allowing my way to be right. Not saying just pointing the fists flexed and the thumbs stood upright. I am yes .. fortunately my thinking was clear again because last night. Aiiih, make me shudder in horror.
Only this time in all history he smiled and gave a code sign like that, because this lesson was no less horror than his attitude. I get goosebumps, I wonder what if he gets angry. Well, I'm how to be grateful regardless of the snare.
If I don't end it. All this because of my neighbor's nyebelin. I turned to her staring intently, all the wrinkles united on my forehead. The sound of teeth as in the grind. He turned to look at me with his innocent face. What — whatan is this child.
“ Gimana still want to underestimate me, you do want you what the hell bother aja ” justifies my new glasses are slightly tilted.
“ Disturb you less work aja ” no less imitate my speaking logat. Makes me even more upset.
“ Don't say much, come with me” hand over the big black paper bag.
“ Hey, want you to kill me. After not wanting me at ” I tried to balance his long footsteps.
Many pairs of eyes staring at us there are many comments that make me want to leave immediately. I don't care, but their voices are so clear in my ears. Want me to solate it mouth on lemes really. It's also goofing around with people's hands, getting to the place where I spent after school before I was in pain.
Fortunately, the elevator is useful, so it is not too troublesome and time-consuming to walk. On the top we sat together facing a lot of good lunch.
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