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Am I dead? Am I steady? I’m twelve years old. Am I stuck, but there is a passageway. They say don't go to the light but this time I have chosen to do so.

I may be stuck, but if I crawl out of my motorized wheelchair I think I can escape the yellow school bus. Am I a troubled kid? On my way out I seen a middle aged guy but he stood there just staring at me. It’s scary. Am I dead? Why are there 28 mental case kids standing here just watching me? Has the gate been unlocked? Am I up to fate now? Hello and goodbye.

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