At the beginning of 8th grade was good because no one in our group moved away so the first week was awesome because you know madness is there at our table and the bench near us.
So Friday in the third week of school in the morning. ducky mo-mo told us something heartbreaking for our whole group.
"I am moving next Saturday"
We were shocked at first but then it sunk in during the fourth week of school. Penguin was sad the most the whole time well everyone who knew ducky mo-mo was sad except for those Frank's that were being buttheads.
Then Friday of that week came and ducky mo-mo made all of his friends sign a journal thing and write something to remember them by. I of course wrote
"Remember the squirrel😋"
And when the lunch bell rang that was the last time I saw ducky mo-mo. But over the weekend he got my number cough cough penguin cough cough. And now in my spare time I text him.
And this was the story of ducky mo-mo🙂😋😎🐦
Should I make a blog book yes or no tell me in the comments pls 🐣🐥🐤🐥🐔🐓
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Ducky mo-mo
Randomthis is the story of the wonderful, mystical, and awesome ducky mo-mo. Only a select few people know th true story of ducky mo-mo.