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A true story…(Somewhat..)

Jazz Lily

The long awaited bell showing

The beginning of “Games” is ringing!

We all scream happily

And form two queues separately,

Then we barged downstairs

Racing the boys queue, oh it’s fair

Then a sudden crack and a pull,

Then I was leaning on my friend, full

Several boys just stared and went,

As I stood there, injured and bent

Then that fatty came down the queue,

Looked at me and pretended woe,

“Awesome! Hurt yourself! It’s Cool!”

“Shut up and get lost, you stupid fool!” (me!)

Even though I’m hurt roughly

I wouldn’t let my pride go badly

I put my foot

On that fatty’s root

And she went tumbling down stairs~~!!!!

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A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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