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If I ran away, if I was sick and stayed at home, if I had been smarter, then none of this would have happened. Frightened and scared that I am not going to get home, depressed because I couldn't believe what I had done. Walking down a messy corridor with papers everywhere and spilt ink on the ground a rat runs in between my legs. Slowly walking into a small room with knocked over tables and ripped wallpaper. I feel angry and anxious, Grinding my teeth; biting my nails; scrunching my fists. I leave the room and then... If I ran away, if I was sick and stayed at home, if I had been smarter, then none of this would have happened. Frightened and scared that I am not going to get home, depressed because I couldn't believe what I had done. Walking down a messy corridor with papers everywhere and spilt ink on the ground a rat runs in between my legs. Slowly walking into a small room with knocked over tables and ripped wallpaper. I feel angry and anxious, Grinding my teeth; biting my nails; scrunching my fists. I leave the room and then...
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