The cube was not always a cube. She began as just some green kale in a garden. She had strange kale friends and loved cats. Her brain was young and mostly innocent.
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Corrosive Cubes
RandomThe story of a racist global studies teacher. . . Note: This is my first story so it probably sucks. Note Note: I said the genre was "random" but really it is "Fantasy/Nonfiction.
Chapter 1: Growing up in a garden
The cube was not always a cube. She began as just some green kale in a garden. She had strange kale friends and loved cats. Her brain was young and mostly innocent.
