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The Annoying Parents © (On Hold)

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Once upon a time in a far away land called Bloomswood lived a teenage girl called Opal. Opal wasn't like the rest of the basic b*tches in Bloomswood, unlike them she slayed to the high heavens and  everything about her was always on fleek. But Opal couldn't show off this fleekyness to anyone due to her torturous  parents who'd keep her locked away in her bedroom away from all civilization. She'd beg and plead to be let out for one night but her pleas fell upon deaf ears....

My pen stopped scribbling after 30 minutes of writing non stop. My eyes scanned the classroom. Noticing that most people hadn't bothered to write anything and the ones that did had wrote reams and reams. Reading back over my work I decided that maybe it wasn't wise to use the word bitches in a creative writing essay so crossed it out.  But "basic girls" didn't have the same effect. Ugh, I hate having to water stuff down for school. 

Off topic, but imagine if someone wrote a story about my life. It would be hella boring as I don't do anything. Just like Opal locked away in a damn tower. Should call me Opunzel.All Rights Reserved

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