Forgive me, just a random piece of writing I intend on doing little bits of.
The day began with the trill of the school bell. Everyday of Star’s life had the same beginning, middle and end. With a sigh, she lifted her school bag onto her shoulders, and made her way through the day.
Class timetable: Biology, history, morning break; English, physics, lunch; free lesson, computing.
The same monotonous schedule that Star had last semester, and now this semester. Only three more months until she graduated, then she’d be able to get a real life.
Star didn’t have any friends. In class, while other kids sent text messages or passed notes, she did her work, and when she was done, she’d scribble pictures in her notebook. During break, she would read books while eating her lunch. Occasionally, someone would try to be nice and chat to her, but they generally got the hint to leave her alone after getting the evil eye.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
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