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in grade 8, in spite of all the good things, everything basically went downhill for me. life at home, life at school, in terms of slef-happiness, slef-respect, self image. in terms of everything, everything hit rock bottom. but there was one the thing that made it all okay. i don't know how, or exactly when it happened, but i do know that thursday before i went home, my clarinet was in my locker, and sometime before friday morning, it disappeared. for the second time in my life, eating my heart out won't solve my problem.