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Friday, September 10, 2004 . 9/10/2004

I didn't go to school today. I just didn't want to face everyone and then p.e. So, I fought my parents, and lo and behold, my dad slapped me in the face and kicked me in the back. It was quite scary, yet also somewhat funny.. to a point. So I took a shower, and after that I found that my mom left for work ( my mom is tough on getting me to school, which is highly annoying, so that was fortunate ), so I instead told my dad that my back hurt where he kicked me. It still hurts. So I got to stay home.
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