The Story (please message me if you have a title)

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Hello everyone!

This is my first attempt of a Wattpad story, so i'm not going for Watty Awards just yet.

This story is my real life, with a few name changes and a few twists >:D

Alert me of any changes or plot/charchter ideas

Let me get this straight

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Italics are are thoughts..in this paragraph

BOLD I haven't used yet, but I will clear that up when needed 

Things in this font, or other fonts, are books

 So fan or not, please read! I love writing, even if I am not particually good at it :'(

Tootles,

Ryelock Nightsing

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Blood pured down Katnisses arm as she aimed at career tribute, Enobarius. She saw Beetee and the knife, with the wire, she changed targets, wrapping the wire around the arrow, shooting into the forcefield. The arena exploded, leaveing a gigantic shockwave. This shockwave did not stop in Panem. It kept moving, oddly south. Around about where NZ was, it spontaneously combusted. That massive shockwave only did one thing. It did not bring the Capitols mountains down. It did not even maime a single animal or human. It-

A loud thump brought me back to my senses. A large encyclopedia had fallen off the shelf.

"Ivy, can you pick that up please." instructed Mr Mac

I reached down from my desk, and grabbed the book. I simply plonked it on my desk. It fell open to the page. Boredom. Humph. Better than Fibbinaci numbers.

The two psychological hazards commonly encountered at work are boredom and mental stress. Workers who perform simple, repetitious tasks for prolonged periods are subject to boredom, as are people who work in bland, colourless environments. Boredom can cause frustration, unhappiness, inattentiveness, and other detriments to mental well-being. More practically, boredom decreases worker output and...

Tomorrow, I thought to myself, I WILL bring a book to read.

I drifted off into a stupor.

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