Vlad|Mafanya

Graduation, finally, Freedom? It would be so nice.. You're 16 and you have no idea what to do. Who to be? Where to go? What to do? You didn't get it. You didn't want to enter adulthood, you wanted to stay a teenager forever or even stay a child, but it was impossible. The older you got, the more afraid you became, because there was no turning back.
And then the day came, the day of the end of the 9th grade. It was scary, sad, lost. It felt like a stone was lying on my soul, suffocating, crushing, destroying. After all, you never thought about it, what next? And here you are standing near the school, your classmates with red graduation ribbons. They were all happy, having fun with each other, someone even confessed their love to someone, someone was just having fun with others, and someone was telling everyone about their plans for the future
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Graduation, finally, Freedom? It would be so nice.. You are 16 and you have no idea what to do. Who to be? Where to go? What to do? You didn’t understand. You didn’t want to enter adulthood, you wanted to remain a teenager forever or even a child, but it was impossible. The older you got, the more afraid you became, because there was no turning back.
And then the day came, the day of the end of the 9th grade. It was scary, sad, lost. It felt like a stone was lying on your soul, suffocating, crushing, destroying. After all, you never thought about it, what next? And here you are standing near the school, your classmates with red graduation ribbons. They were all happy, having fun with each other, someone even confessed their love to someone, someone was just having fun with others, and someone was telling everyone about their plans for the future. But only you sat silently on the stone curb and watched all this. Suddenly, you felt a soft blow to the back of your head and immediately realized that it was a crumpled piece of paper.

• Come on! Why is our doll sitting here alone?
  A mocking and familiar laugh was heard behind you. Vlad Mafanya is your classmate and your evil enemy. He never missed an opportunity to humiliate you or just ruin your day. This time he did even worse. He came up behind you and, jumping over the low curb, sat down next to you.
• Why so gloomy? Did your mother upset you?
  He asked in a mocking tone, looking into your eyes with a sly smile.