The idea of me moving to a new school gave me the creeps. I was fine where I was, except for some bully's. I really hated the fact that it was going to Panamerican, that school really looked stupid, I doubt it should even be called a school. I couldn't believe it, I thought it had to do with money and I was right. I even asked my father if it was true, he was so ashamed he lied to me.I never liked going to a new school, all the other kids looked weird and they thought I was weird and the faculty you meet there are nicer that they will be once you in your class. They do this to persuade me into liking the school. It never worked trying to persuade me, either way it's my parents job to decide where I go and don't give a crap on what I think, typical parent, unfortunately I have those.
Now here I am sitting upfront my parents telling them the same old excuses like, "My Friends,", "I wont know anybody," type of crap us kids use today. This discussion is useless, all i know is that I'm out of here.
Now here I am sitting upfront my parents telling them the same old excuses like, "My Friends,", "I wont know anybody," type of crap us kids use today. This discussion is useless, all i know is that I'm out of here.

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