School was slowly killing the Pines boy inside. Sadly, nobody knew that.
So when the final bell rang for the last day of school and Dipper Pines was alone, an evil glint flashed in his eyes.
He put Through The Fire And Flames on and began to mess up the desks, throwing them around while headbanging and doing air guitar riffs.
Then he splashed red and orange paint all over the walls and drew an X over his graduation certificate.
It was a relatively good day for him.
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RandomWelcome to my folder. This is where I dump random story and poem ideas that come into my head. Some might have enough power to spark a full book, however, some doesn't seem just right to me as a full-length story, eventually leaving them as oneshots...
