Monster under my bed!

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I see me, in this tea. But who is he? Who are we? Could we be....no. He's just for show. How would I know. Seeing him go....cry. Just want to lie in a ball to die. I'm not sure why. Bye and bye I try. THE END.

billy-pilgrims:

[writes paper] this doesnt make any sense [prints it] [doesn’t proofread] [hands it in for a grade]

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