*unintelligable words and noises*
Work. Plentiful. Amount of time to do it. Short. I want sleep. But I gotta finish an essay. Why Mr. Davidson why. Why make me do an essay. And now my mom gets onto me for going to church instead of the essay.
I'm getting overwhelmed.
It's because of school.
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