Succumb to Crumbs
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A short essay or story-call it what you like-that was written unwillingly at first, but made me beam with pride by the time I put my pencil down. I was all too pleased with myself. I would show those unoriginal, by-the-book conformists that I was not their puppet! I wouldn't dance for them or do what they liked! I was determined to be a rebel! That didn't work out for me too well...but I still hope you enjoy this story about a girl who would not give up. And uh, if you hate rhyming with a passion, I suggest you take the next train to...somewhere else. :)
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