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3rd Grading Exam
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Ongoing, First published May 10, 2014
That
was  maybe between 12:00-12:50 lunch,me
and my classmates were going to take an exam that day,our schedule was
afternoon1:00p.m-4:30p.m was our exam we take our exam in  Grade 7 room in Daffodil.Others were Set A
and I am Set B.When it wasn’t time yet other’s were playing,talking,texting
reviewing notes.I heard my other classmates talking about scary paranormal
stories I was interested,until I noticed a man in the post near at the window
on where I put my bag on a chair.The man was wearing long brown pants,long
white sleeves,and I was shocked I cannot see his face,it was lighting,then I
told Elizabeth Ricanor,my friend of what I see,I tell her cause she can see
spirits and something I can see too,I told her,”Ricanor! I saw a” I didn’t
finished what I want o say cause she said quickly,”There’s a man,wearing long
brown pants,long white sleeves,right?” She saw it too! But the man was gone and
I told Wendy,”Hey stop telling stories about that.I and Ricanor  just saw a man near to us right now” and
Wendy replied “Huh?! Why should we stop?” then I said,”Don’t make your voise
loud,he can hear us,it wont stop” then Wendy shouted,”I dont care if he wont
stop!” (Bell Rings) Then the eaxam started.
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