Logan sat on his bed, with his face in his hands and laptop in his lap. He had a story due the next day for his creative writing class, and all he had typed was his name. His teacher said they had to write about a strong concept, that would teach a lesson to who ever is reading it. Logan sat there on his bed hands in face, thinking of a story that would at least score him a B-. Logan then remembered the time in his life were laughing wasn't possible, were you couldn't help but feel like a worthless crap. Logan then realized his old life was a long and dark story, that know one dared to read. Logan know that he had lived the perfect A+ story. A small smile made its was on Logan face as he started to type.

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