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A Life in the Day of James Long I am awoken at 7.15 by my Mum's voice echoing through the house. My Mum isn't a loud person but as I am fragile due to the time of day it seems to me ten times louder than it probably is. I decide to pretend that I can't hear her but she is used to my tricks and she also knows that I don't like to get out of my warm bed in the mornings, she came up to my room and shook me, this I know I cannot avoid. Now it's time for me to face the outside world, although it's difficult, I crawl out of bed and shuffle around my room looking for my uniform, like a disorientated sloth. Usually I like to be organised i.e. around school and even in the other rooms of the house but when I...

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