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Beautiful busstop

Beautiful busstop

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 7, 2023
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Finally its monday morning and I have to go to school. but now you may think that i am crazy that i am happy its monday but at the busstop i can see my crush brian and evertime i see him my heart makes a backflip. so i am always happy to see him. all characters are fictional and haven't got any connections to real persons i am sorry for my english because i am 12 and from germany so don't expect too much. even better this is my first story i have never written a story before so if you have feedback please write it in the comments. i still don't know where to set commas right i know its emberrassing even because i am going to a gymnasium and don't know it haha.
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