CHAPTER #8

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Hi.

In this chapter I will compare myself to wattpad characters.

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W/C - I'm so ugly.
Me- Who cares if I look like a pig?


W/C- He's a player but I've changed him. Mom agrees with me.
Me- He's a player. Who even cares? Uh, Salone , don't get involved in this shit. Unless you want to spend the rest of your life in an orphanage.


W/C- MOM! Tonight im staying over at Aaron's.
W/C- Have fun honey!
Me- Mom, can I go to Bhavya's house to complete my  history project?
Mom- Not so fast young lady. Who is Bhavya? And have you prepared for your science test?


W/C - I'm so talented. I can play the piano,guitar , drums and saxophone. I play football and hockey. Oh! Did I mention that I'm an undercover model?

Me- I'm so useless. I can't even breathe properly. I play stone , paper and  scissors. Oh! Did I mention that i'm hopeless?


W/C- Let's paaaaartaaaay! *takes a shot*

Me - Let's party. *drinks water*


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Not even half of this is true. 


Cliché much ? Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora