Ruined Monday
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Last published Tue, Sep 23, 2025
"What the..." I cursed as water started to drip off me. "Not again." I groaned wiping the grime and the dirty water off my face and clothes. But it's no use, I'm all wet. I'm dripping. Stupid car. Don't they see people standing here?
"I'll get my revenge on you, you damn stupid car." I screamed out loud.
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