as I stretch my hands up fresh from my slumber I see my uniform nicely hung up in my closet and frown realizing today is the first day of school, I never like moving schools but at least it's not the middle of the year and plus Boston is a nice place, it's better then Texas where people are constantly tormenting me for being gay, but all high school-ers have torment, right?
anyway, I start to walk down the stairs that haunt my house
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