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The portrait of a man I remember the day when my mom asked me to pack my things up, for after a week or two, I'll be sent to somewhere else all because of my unruly behaviour. It was devastating. I didn't know what to do or where to go. It's as if everyone has turned their backs at me.  No one cared and no one even dared to ask me if I'm doing fine or not. Not a single human being, not even my best friend. I came late to school at that day, contemplating if my mother would still give me another chance if I should go and change the way I am. But I know that deep inside, it isn't possible. I practically know myself than someone else. I know

The portrait of a man I remember the day when my mom asked me to pack my things up, for after a week or two, I'll be sent to somewhere else all because of my unruly behaviour. It was devastating. I didn't know what to do or where to go. It's as if everyone has turned their backs at me.  No one cared and no one even dared to ask me if I'm doing fine or not. Not a single human being, not even my best friend. I came late to school at that day, contemplating if my mother would still give me another chance if I should go and change the way I am. But I know that deep inside, it isn't possible. I practically know myself than someone else. I kno