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The Beginning Of Death
Monday, July 21, 2008
2day was 1 of my worst day of my life.my hand kena cut,not myslef(easily get angry)kena scolded by my lit teach,alot of hw,cannot sleep early,muz wake at 5 30 tmr,injured my leg,n i gt a vry vry big headache,n my mum don trust me 4 dono wat de reason n i dono y she don trust me....