Controvisional tasks

Controvisional tasks

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Last published Wed, Jun 30, 2021

Another day, another day to go to school in the class-bus you sit next to your crush [crush name] you blush and look away, suddenly you hear a loud noise, screams terrified faces, now you knew something was wrong- WAIT SOMETHING IS WRONG THE BUS IS CRASHING, DOING A DOUBLEFlIP- and poof we dead.

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