I write sins, not tragedies.

I write sins, not tragedies.

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I walked off the bus listening to my favorite song, I write sins, not tragedies by Panic at the disco. Someone tried to talk to me but I quickly turned towards my house and sped walked there. As I get my key out of my bag, the song changed witch made me lost for a second. I quickly opened the door and walked inside to hear the words, "hello?" Come from my sister Courtney. She's in the 3rd grade so she get home earlier than me.
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