A Weird Life. Part 2
I waited at the front of the school, wondering if the mistress would pick me up today. I had called my mother 'the mistress' for as long as I could remember. She had told me to call that when I was young, although it seemed as if it had been a lifetime since I first heard the mistress command me to do that.
The mistress usually didn't come, and I ended up walking the long journey home which would take 40 minutes by car. Although it was hard and tiring, I still went home so that I could live. I preferred walking the trip home, rather than taking taxi rides as they stunk like shit.
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