Invisible

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I wake up and squint as my eyes get used to the the light seeping through my curtains. A wave of dread rushes over me,

School.

I can add that to the list of things I hate.

Hate
• Myself
• School

I tug on some black jeans lying at the end of my bed and chuck on a matching black t-shirt. I always wear black. No matter what. It helps me blend in.

It helps me become invisible.

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