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       "Guten morgen student! I'm your new german teacher, Ludvig Beilschmidt and I will hope you had learned the Germany anthem as your retired teacher, Mr. Lennon, had asked you to do." Ludwig said in a confident voice. Everyone gave a groan except you, you were german and your grandfather taught you the german anthem which was fun. You would gladly raise your hand but you were too scared, so...as time went on; so did the misrable attempts to accomplish this anthem. 20 mintues wasted as the bell rang. The teacher seemed pretty mad about this, so you decided to go talk to him and show him what a true german was about. "Um... Mr.Beilschmid

I went back to my problematic being after that incident in the forest. I just didn't refuse to do my push ups because I didn't want to end up in the same situation, revealing a little bit of myself to him. I was still slacking horribly though and he screamed his lounges out at me every single time. By the end of the day his throat was worn out and there was no longer the same sound volume left in him. I liked that. He wanted to break me but I broke him just a little every day. One night I had trouble sleeping though. I twisted and turned in my bed and feeling how I got more annoyed by the minute. Then Carly peeked down with a tired face. "Sta

Chapter 1: An Abused Child... I ran to my room and slammed the door, holding it shut. I was scared, I was shaking and I knew trouble was coming for me soon. I hadn't done anything wrong really. I had just gotten home 5 minutes too late, but with my "father" there was no arguing. I would be punished. I just felt like screaming. They weren't even my real parents, my real parents gave me up when I was little and instead I was adopted by my supposed to be parents from America. I hated it here, I had always hated it here. They had abused me for as long as I could remember and it only got worse as I got older, making me more stubborn, more unwilli

"____! I vill not allow you to do zat!" "'Not allow'? Tsk! You're not the boss of me!" Ludwig frowned at your response, blushing in annoyance when he knew that you were right. You grinned triumphantly at his reaction, picking up a box full of decorations and heading off in a different direction. However, he stepped in front of you, his stern eyes showing that he wasn't going to let you go that easily. "As a friend, I am telling you zat zis is a dangerous idea," the blonde said with extreme seriousness. This resulted in you rolling your (insert colour) eyes again, sighing in exasperation, "Ludwig, it's a kissing booth. It's not like I'm go