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dont want to work. parents are yelling, mom stomping out the door, head is pounding. i feel nauseous, if only i could just let it all out somehow, this sickness, why do i feel so ill? kelli hates me and makes my life torture at work. i pretend she doesn't exist but that only works for so long. i talk on the phone too much and i have a broken snowglobe, the glass feels cool and real in my fingertips. i pretend nothing is real.