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Shadys dream collection
Forum-Index → Diaries → Shadys dream collectionThe shool day had finished and i was heading home when i remembered i had left my backpack at school so i hurried back. On the tennis couts were some students in the school bus (even though our school doesnt have a bus) and i told them to get off but ended up in the drivers seat. I drove around because i couldnt find the brakes and ended up crashing into a wall. My head banged against the glass and i cut my hands and forehead
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
"You think you own this place, you're probably the head girl at your school and you control everyone and everything, you don't, what do you have to say now?" she said
I was stunned, where was she getting this from, I certainly was nothing like what she described so I said "Nobody asked"
"You're as useful as potty for pooping in" she replied and walked away
I think she meant that I was inconvenient and unpleasant, which I most definitely wasn't. I bought my umbrella and walked to school for my piano lesson.
The country frequently experienced school kidnappings and children would be stolen, stripped of their identity and given away to entertain others, schools tried to protect the children because if they were kept in groups it would be safer than if they were left at home. If a missing child was found they were to be reported and the school would try to get the child back but most of the time they couldn't do anything because they didn't have the child's documents and in some cases the parents got kidnapped as well so it was hopeless.
I walked through the streets and saw members of my class and reported them to the school through my phone, it was on voicemail, I sighed, I wished I could save the poor student but I couldn't. I walked over to the benches to join my friends. Murders would happen occasionally and we watched as teachers carried away a child wrapped up in plastic so the scene wouldn't horrify the others.
This was an alternate universe of living hell
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day
I'm your average chaotic artist/animator and I hope you have a nice day