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Under Average Nerd

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Reads 317
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Parts 17
Time 51m

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Darkness. That's all I saw complete and utter darkness. 'Maybe I'm dead' I thought 'Or blind'! I screamed at the top of my lungs. Five minutes later my mom is yelling at me to open my damn eyes. 'And the school says I'm smart' I think sarcastically.All Rights Reserved

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The Girl I Used To Be

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