The insane Middle School
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Now I'm not to found of writing perfect things but here's what I got,when the middle school principal goes insane and ever student gets given a little pill that well makes you go insane and fight other students,because who would fight if the students were told to by a principle? 2 students fight fend for themselves and fight as a team together when they meet up with some students that in there class that there friends with. Many problems happened that day and many fights happened that day because well let's just say it's a insane middle school. Now I do include my friends in this well because...well...i want to and because there nice and well there my friends....you get the idea By the way if you don't like violence or probably maybe 1 bit of cursing then don't read this. Enjoy Reading
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