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In The Isolator, there are a desk and a chair for me to study. There are also bookshelves, placed against the pink wall - the one I hate for its colour. I remember asking Glenda if the bookshelves could be moved and my surprise when she agreed to arrange that. There are pouffe chairs for me to sit on and read. There is a radio too. Glenda barely allowed grandpa to let me have one more form of entertainment besides books. I am only allowed to listen to the radios that my family allows me to. It's better than nothing.

On the desk, I find my plaquette for the day and neatly arranged pencils. They're perfectly sharpened. (no sharp objects, remember?)

I sigh. Time for school. I have nobody to help me. Glenda used to when I was younger, but then I grew up and had to start doing everything on my own. I have to finish the plaquette and be examined at the end of the day.

I can't wait to obtain my high school diploma.

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