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Missing Of Loneliness


Every Day, when I wake up

There is a new adventure to look forward to 

Going to school everyday, with no weekends

I do a lot more than any other regular student 

 

Going to school all alone, listen to a computer teach me

Some may think it’s a better education

But to me it’s just dull

 

I have dreams about having people to talk to 

Thinking that one day, it may come true

I ask Ms.Technic if I could have a class with other students

The answer is always no

 

When I turned 18 and graduated High School

I went to collage, and the class had two other humans in there

Can it be? Did my dream finally come true?

 

I still have a Computer teacher

Only difference now, is that there are two other humans in here

At first I loved it 

It was so fun to talk to other people 

 

After about two weeks

I missed being alone while learning 

It was way easier 

The other students only distract me now 

I will  never complain about something again

-Mary Ann Juric

 

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