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I was going to get published when I was in high school, but my teacher hated me. I was stupid enough to believe she would actually send it to the publisher. Other teachers even came up to congratulate me, teachers I didn't even know.
Suddenly the deadline for the anthology went by, and I didn't get any invitation to the publisher's party. I had been notified before, that this would happen.
My teacher told me she had no idea what happened to my short story, even though she had promised to take care of it. And then she smiled at me.
Don't worry, I had a realistic world view already before it happened, so it didn't really damage me that bad. Apart from me giving up writing for a while.
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"What doesn't kill you, makes you bitter and paranoid". - SB2000
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