The emptiness of hating school 5#

I’m looking around the room, in this last ever PE Lesson. I’m wondering, in two years I have not spoken to anyone ever in this clas. I realise how much that hurts. I feel the pain cut through me, I let it wash all over me until it comes out in floods of tears for hours. I’ve waited so long for this pain to be over, thank goodness it nearly is. 

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