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I’m not just a regular guy, I’m struggling with a mental disease

But I do the mathematics with ease

Mrs. alexander is getting obese, from all the cake she eats.

Patterns come clear to my mind

But this disease makes friends hard to find

They call me Chris T

rapping on a fancy rap beat

My rat Toby

is a mad G

The dog's murder I gotta defeat

The cops tried to touch me, now I’m yelling ACAB

They tried to put me in a cell, but dad came through with a bail

Groaning calms my anxiety, I don’t fit in to this society.

Some people call my disease an insanity, but in my mind it’s just pure clarity

Dad used to be my homie

But he just betrayed me

And now I can’t see

Clearly

I guess that I only

Can trust toby

Just fled from home

Seeking mommy on my own

Life´s splendid

Because now I’m independent

Trying to find my own way in life

But i gotta pass this math test

My heart be mad beating inside my chest.

- Nicklas, Thymann, Emil og Oliver

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Bene, Jul, Astrid and Rikke     A dead dog is found Wellington is its name Christopher under suspicion  A boy with a disorder Policemen are talking          Too many sounds       Groaning noises            Coming from his mouth    Mom is unfaithful            Daddy is guilty                        43 letters                             From a dead mom                The truth you heard,             The truth you found     Mamma is dead, but still alive Secrets running wild      Travels to London With Toby, a pet rat                               People are helping     Troubling with noises   Arriving at moms                  Her with Mr. Shears   Shocking reactions                  A connection appears       Back to Swindon, back to School                                  Math at A level                  Doing what he think is cool The truth you heard,             The truth you found     Mamma is dead, but still alive Secrets running wild                A flat in Swindon                      A new home for Christopher  A new job for Mother      Happy ending                                                       

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Bene, Jul, Astrid and Rikke     A dead dog is found Wellington is its name Christopher under suspicion  A boy with a disorder Policemen are talking          Too many sounds       Groaning noises            Coming from his mouth    Mom is unfaithful            Daddy is guilty                        43 letters                             From a dead mom                The truth you heard,             The truth you found     Mamma is dead, but still alive Secrets running wild      Travels to London With Toby, a pet rat                               People are helping     Troubling with noises   Arriving at moms                  Her with Mr. Shears   Shocking reactions                  A connection appears       Back to Swindon, back to School                                  Math at A level                  Doing what he think is cool The truth you heard,             The truth you found     Mamma is dead, but still alive Secrets running wild                A flat in Swindon                      A new home for Christopher  A new job for Mother      Happy ending                                                       

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Gruppe: jakob, rasmus Mathies Marcus                   Rap battle  Mr. Sheers AKA Mr. Steal your girl                   VS The father AKA BIG daddy        Mr. Steal your girl:Fuck you bro yeah i fucked your wife Now you live a horrible and boring life                              You killed the dog, poor Wellington                            That must have been a little fun                                           But the crime was solved by your own son                         BIG Daddy:                               EY you went a little hard on my son                                 You'll end up dead by my gun Wait and see till i put you down                                      Like Wellington you'll only see black now                               Mr. Steal your girl:                You shack with my old wife She is not good for you    Enjoy this little lesson in your miserable life                      Poor, ugly, miserable, like that dog                                        Boys i tell you something i thought you were an analog     BIG Daddy:                           Your real name is erik          The man with the worlds smallest dick                              I know you fucked my girl     Im still standing here and screamin fuck your world Imma destroy you for saying shit about my own blood   Your the one with a fucked up childhood                             Your mom and dad probably touched you                          And that means you aint ready for this adulthood                                                       

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Gruppe: jakob, rasmus Mathies Marcus                   Rap battle  Mr. Sheers AKA Mr. Steal your girl                   VS The father AKA BIG daddy        Mr. Steal your girl:Fuck you bro yeah i fucked your wife Now you live a horrible and boring life                              You killed the dog, poor Wellington                            That must have been a little fun                                           But the crime was solved by your own son                         BIG Daddy:                               EY you went a little hard on my son                                 You'll end up dead by my gun Wait and see till i put you down                                      Like Wellington you'll only see black now                               Mr. Steal your girl:                You shack with my old wife She is not good for you    Enjoy this little lesson in your miserable life                      Poor, ugly, miserable, like that dog                                        Boys i tell you something i thought you were an analog     BIG Daddy:                           Your real name is erik          The man with the worlds smallest dick                              I know you fucked my girl     Im still standing here and screamin fuck your world Imma destroy you for saying shit about my own blood   Your the one with a fucked up childhood                             Your mom and dad probably touched you                          And that means you aint ready for this adulthood                                                       

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My name is Ed

I killed an innocent pet.

It made my child upset,

an he just won’t forget.

Asperger’s Syndrome is always a part of his life

That’s why he walks around with a Swiss Army knife.

He groans when things get too chaotic,

so people consider him very idíotic.

I have always taken care of him,

now he thinks i’m downright grim.

He sees me like a stranger,

and also a great danger.

His mother wants to take part,

but she can never conquer all his heart.

Forgive me my child,

I promise to become more mild.

Marie, Asta, Thea Ø & Wendy

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I`ve just  taken my  child  from the police station because he hit a policeman. He found the dog I killed, and now  I  hope he isn't going to find out who the murderer is. I can't tell him the truth, because then I should  tell him about his mum as well. I have told him to keep his nose out of other people's business, but he pretends to be Sherlock Holmes.

Yeah, but probably now you´re asking yourselves why I killed the dog. Indeed, why?

It´s something personal. His owner was Mrs Shears, Mr. Shears´ ex wife. I hate him. He was my friend, but he decided to have sex with my wife, and now they live together in London. And , obviously, Christopher doesn´t  know it. Actually, he doesn´t know anything. And I know it is just my fault, and I´m sorry. But now it is too late to tell him the truth, and it wouldn´t be helpful for him. I love my son, really, I do. But it is very hard to take care of him completely alone, if I know his mother is another city, with another man that is not me. I´ve hidden all the letters she wrote to him, and now he thinks she´s dead.

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I’m lying in the warm hay. With the shadow from my brown little tree-house in cover from the noise outside. My owner’s groaning loudly. He does this often, I don’t know why, because i’m just a rat. I lie comfortably in the hay, my heart is beating slowly. My eyes are blurry. I see the light. Is this what mama rat told me about? I look over to Christopher. He’s solving some math problems like he always do. I know he can do without me. he’s a big boy now. I feel tired.

- “mama? is that you?”

The light gets brighter and my heart stops. I see the room from the top, I am floating in the air. There’s a big golden gate. I ask where i am.

- “This is heaven, Toby”.

- “Heaven? how do you know my name?”.

- “This is your time, I'm the guardian of the rats in heaven. you’ve done good my boy. you helped a human boy get through a very difficult time in his life.”

- Mariam, Thea H, Sara og Sofia

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I'm a rat
I'm a lil fat
And my owner he's a lil mad
He pets me, when he get's sad
When we met
He decided to keep me as his pet
& thats a luxury life
Cause I get food all the time
I'm feeling quite fine
And my fur is known for its shine
My owner is called Christopher
He sees the world in bicolor
He took me on a trip
Wanting to find a new crib
But we had to go on a train
I hope it won't rain
Maybe we could board a plane
And take it out the easy way
Wait.. I just found out.. i'm gay
But now we're settled down
In a very new town
That is my story
And btw.. I was born in a
biological laboratory