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*bang*

ouch…

that hurt.

Here it comes again…

*bang*

ouch…

kids throwing rocks.

*bang*

another one in the head.

I am the meantally ill one in the playground.

Everyone hates me.

They hit me,

And they hurt me…

*sticks and stones may break muh bones but words may never hurt me*

I may say this…

But I cry muhself to sleep at night.

*bang*

more rocks.

I am older than all the kids…

I am also younger.

*bang*

*falls down*

now I am dead…