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After losing my dad, I become reclusive. In high school, my reclusiveness is mistaken for cowardice, and I am picked on often.
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| Just trying to get my books out. | |
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| Tough shit. I ain't moving. Unless you want to make me move. | |
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| I don't want to fight you. | |
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| Cornered me a pussy, guys! | |
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