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NSK #6
Tuesday Sept. 21, 04
Had an attack last Thursday. Ended up in the hospital. Got back earlier today, went straight to school. Seems word got around pretty fast. A few people signed a poster on my locker while I was gone. Well wishes, apologies, etc. It strikes me as odd they could wake up so fast. Evil guy signed it, too. Can you believe it? I guess, since everyone thought I was gonna DIE, it’s not so surprising. That should be comforting, but… my chest hurts. And someone parked in the motorcycle space again. My mood is demolished.
Wednesday Sept. 22, 04
I want to tear myself in three and scream until my head implodes. It’s so ******** quiet.
Somebody break a window or something. I can’t take it.
Where is everyone?!
Bleed, you pale skinny-a** little ********, BLEED.
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