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A Piece of Me
Dawn Mclaughlin I went to a school a few primary ones, coz we had to move, never went nursery as I was a poorly child, thought I was clever at the age of 4, running across a road, with only icecrem in mind, Moores was the name of a sweet shop ith the best cola floats, a sweety heaven for every child. Hit by a van not looking or seeing, in a cot as a bed in hospital oh my head, my foot it got burnt, a bit of tounge I bit off, although my mum said it was not enough, secondary school boi that was a shock, bullies galore, even the sicence teacher, talking in class, always naughty but never that bad, if bouncing on a trampoline without a teacher in class, but feeling proud, coz you know u were good, being called the clown of the school, in a whole assembly, telling my mum, there she gos stomping up the school, the head teachers room A nun at that, lied to my mother, saying she never said that, but a school in a assembly of over 200, never in my mums life as ever known, a horried Nun could ever lie, and till that day, I will always say, I may be a clown I don't care.. I was brought on this earth, for a good reason, and if its to make you laugh, then I'm happy a job done at last xxxx
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