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The boy stood in front of his class The short story unit was *** The teacher had them do presentations For they all had to do representations The boy stood in front of random humans The class looked like Roman ruins Most people were gone Thank Satan for that one The boy’s hands were getting sweaty No he did not have spaghetti He was already forgetting his lines It was like in front of his eyes, there were blinds. The boy was a stuttering mess At least compared to last time it was less He sat down with his face bright red He felt like he could drop dead But then the class started clapping The rest of the presentations were wrapping The teacher handed back their rubric The kid felt kind of sick The teacher, with a smile, gave mine to me I had gotten a B.. (True story)
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC
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The boy stood in front of his class The short story unit was *** The teacher had them do presentations For they all had to do representations The boy stood in front of random humans The class looked like Roman ruins Most people were gone Thank Satan for that one The boy’s hands were getting sweaty No he did not have spaghetti He was already forgetting his lines It was like in front of his eyes, there were blinds. The boy was a stuttering mess At least compared to last time it was less He sat down with his face bright red He felt like he could drop dead But then the class started clapping The rest of the presentations were wrapping The teacher handed back their rubric The kid felt kind of sick The teacher, with a smile, gave mine to me I had gotten a B.. (True story)
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC
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