- “Hey, why do you hate everyone?” “Why are you so cold?” “Do you ever try to be nice?” “Why don’t you just die?” All night the voices of my classmates echoed in my head. One word kept coming back. Not just one person yelling it but many. Yelling this one word, die. Every time it was yelled with more hatred than the last.
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- | Submitted on 10/11/2008 |
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- Title: Untitled
- Artist: dying_rose13
- Description: um...
- Date: 10/11/2008
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- dying_rose13 - 10/11/2008
- yes i know..but i only put parts of them. you never who would be rude enough to steal it.
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- ch1ps0h0y - 10/11/2008
- While I do think that what you've written now is quite good, I think stories in the arena are supposed to be longer than this...
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