Chapitter tree: Bretaryal!!!111

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On day u was cald to deh offic. thee deadmaster (look it upp, its ilkr a ptincipple but bettetr!1} was there an khe lookrf reeeeeealy old an crustee lik he was rotte n chees. He sad “you are rekly hot and a goot figthre. buut. yuor to goffic. Evenm……. cring.””
i crieyd so haar d macksarra qran doen my secxah face!!! i m cring??????? it fillled me wif depresson and NOT the dgoof kifd.nd then iu saw…………………………………………………………




thre deaadhmadstger had a one dierection tatoo!1111!!!1!1!!1!!1!1!1
u was so nbertrayed,, like a sliver gleeming kife in my chesst. I thoght i wass eceptted heer bbut it ws jus more poesers and preps.

“teh capiol cituy is ad nest of cocknroanches….IM LEAVUNG.” I sias!!!

a/n: srry its sooooo short! Nextt ime willbe longerre X) stay goffik guyyyys!!!

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