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I turn away when you look at my face. I cringe when you walk by in the halls. You are to blame for my deppresion. You are at fault for my scars. Because of you I am forced to live this lie. Because of you i am forced to wear this mask. I am tired of it. I am done with this pain. Now, when you look at my face I look back. Now, when you walk by me in the halls, I walk tall. You start to look away. You start to cringe. I laugh because the sneer that was on your face is now gone. I am the one with the sneer. I now look at you like you are nothing but dirt. You remember the days you hurt me and called me names. Now you are sorry. I will never accept that apologie. You are nothing. I am the supperior one. From now on, you will bow to me.
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