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Charlotte
Today was the first day of high school and I wasn't looking forward to it.
The moment I stepped into the gigantic school, my mood drastically decreased.
This was going to be a long year.
I looked around myself and saw kids smiling happily ready to ruin unite with their friends whom they hadn't seen in a while.
I smiled bitterly. I looked at my old classmates, and they looked back at me. I have no intention of going to them.
They waved at me and I gave them a small nod in response. With that, I casually walk away. I was in no mood to talk.
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