WRITING
I can't think of anything to write ... NOOO!
It's super doper lowed I can only just hear the teacher.
It's hot I'm hungry, at least it's quieter than before.
I can hear behind me the teacher going through some paper.
I franticly think of something to write, as I gaze at my paper.
Oh I've written all this I'm silly.
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