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Chapter 3:
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| i should start preschool. I visited the place the day before. My assistants name was Martin. The school was fine and martin SEEMED to be kind. I liked that day. There were pencils, dolls, everything a child could ask for. I was wrong! I was very wrong! The school was horrible. My assistant was treating me very badly. He threw chairs at me several times. I had no books. The other children had books, but not me.so what was the damn reason with going there? The times got worse. |
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