Upside down
First day, I was ignored. Started off good, now it's a bore. The second day tension grew. Everyone wanted to be in my room. Oh, I hate Italy. How I hate Italy. Third day was a dream. She threatened to kill, then all screamed. Nobody takes me seriously. Can I jump off the balcony? Oh, I hate Italy. How I hate Italy. The other nights, my mind went numb. Really wished for a gun. Whou would die, I didn't care. Me or them, I was prepared.
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