Big Mistake
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Jul 19, 2013
Super short story. We had to write a story for my English class. So I showed up with this. My teacher and my classmates loved it. But it's all fast and short because it had to be like a trial story. But I had to build some background. We couldn't make it so long because the teacher would get tired of reading so much stories.
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