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Diary of a punishmentDay 0, April 27:
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Hey guys, I wanted to write this story, because I wanted to tell you about my experience with the worst punishment a person can suffer.
Usually I didn't mind about punishments, my parents gave me an hell of them, I even can say that I spent my whole life being in kinds of punishments, seriously, but this, this was absolutely the worst, trust me.
And last, but not least, don't blame me if I make any grammar or orthography error, at the end you know me, one time I even made a mistake, writing "elementery" instead of elementary.
All this crazy story starts the 27th of April, while I was at school, and mrs Krabappel was teaching a Math lesson, I was looking out of the window, waiting, in vane, for an interesting event.
Milhouse, officially, was at home with a severe temperature, but in fact, he was at school, but not in the class, waiting for eleven o' clock, just like me.
We had something ready, that we projected for the last two days, and the only thing I hoped now was t
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That voice. Under any normal circumstance, anyone else who would've uttered my name would've gotten a blunt "leave me the fuck alone" and a move on with my day. Today wasn't the best of days, as was the day before that and the day before that one. Come to think of it, it hasn't been a good week. My bitchiness had peaked, to the point where I was even growling at Xavier. I couldn't help it. I've just been so angry with myself, and the situation that I had before me.
But that voice belonged to Thomas Fletcher.
Who hated me to no ends.
What the hell?
I turn around and I see that he looks just as tired as I had saw him last time. The bags under his eyes still pronounce, his skin a shade paler, he still, though, looks as handsome as he always does. My heart stops for a moment, then it begins to beat even quicker. All of my bad emotions... everything. All of it's gone, and all he had to do was say my name.
Somehow, my brain managed to turn itself back on after a brief moment of