I finally went back home and started doing paperwork. Being a gangleader is hard. I finally got done and went downstairs and started my daily workout. I feel free while fighting. Maybe I should do it more often.
I was finally done with my workout and was walking out, when this weird smell got in my nose. Then everything went black.
*Five Hours Later*
I woke up to talking. I looked up to see.....
*I think I'm going to end this story. I don't think it's going anywhere. I have basically put my feelings into this book and now no one is reading so I'm going to put it on hold. Sorry. Byeeeee.
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The nerd is a gangleader?!
General FictionMy name is Avery, and I am a gangleader. I know it sound silly but I am. Read to find out why and how. I'm only 13 so please don't make any rude comments.
