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The Desk

GELESEN 301
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Teile 11
Zeit 28m

GELESEN 301
Stimmen 23
Teile 11
Zeit 28m

class cute desk history messages school shortstory

It stared with a word on a desk. The rest is history class


'I looked down at my drawing and it's greeting, but something was new. There was a skilled drawing of a boy, also waving and beside it was one word, a word that, without my knowing, would change my senior year. '

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