Chapter 1.1337

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  • Dedicated to Nellie Cheung
                                    

So anyways someone was in a room who did not know how to spell. This person was called Sedric and he was really smart in all aspects (other than spelling). He could not spell even the most simplest word. Sedric was stupid and always failed his spelling tests. His mother thought that he had a different blood type from other people (Like type-s). His mum asked him to go to the doctor. The doctor said he had type-a blood but it was actually a type-o (Typo).

When Sedric went online and tried to go and write a story on wattpad, he wrote a story and it generally didn't get good feedback... The story sort of went like this:

Helo mai nam iths sedwico ande eyi arrm writinng a stahry.

Bad stuff happened.

When Sedric gave his 'book' to the teacher to read, the teacher said that he was like a 3 year old. It took him around a year to make this book as good as not so good and of course he showed it to the teacher again. The teacher could read it but then he did realise that the spelling was too awkward and no-one could read it except for him. (The story's detail was great but then of course the spelling was not that great)

No one appreciated the fact that his spelling was really bad

When he wrote the story, it took a lot of concentration to even spell properly and he was really bad at concentrating so he now is the person with the poker face laughing at nothing...

Next chapter next week ;)

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