This desk
So here I sit in this desk. I listen to the teacher lecture, something that I already know. I space out and think. I think of my life as it is right now. It really has some problems. A mother who complains and lectures about every little thing. A father who is an alcoholic and only thinks about himself. They only have one thing in common: money. They think that money can bring happiness. My life has some drama with friends and stuff. I can really live with that. While I sit here in this desk, I think about how glad I am to be here. It gets me away from the complaining and alcohol. This desk takes me away from life and teaches me about someone else's or something I could use in life. I'm happy to be at school where people don't know what my life really is. I'm happy to know that I'm not alone either.This desk
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- Amber041792
- Keep your eyes open, you don't want to miss anything.
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03-03-2010
- This is a sad write but very well crafted. I feel your emotions emitting from this piece and I am all to aware of the disguises we were when in public. If you haven't read "Searching" Have a look when you get time. 10 from me.
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