"My mother goes to work every day and comes home tired all the time; so does my father, and he is sick at his stomach with ulcers. It seemed that everyone was always tired; that we were always getting up, going to work and school, coming home, eating, cooking meals, washing dishes and going to bed and getting up again. It seemed that it was too much for all of us, and that we were always tired. So I lay there in bed and planned how I was going to kill us all. I wanted to kill everyone quick,...
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