I run, the pavement hard and assuring under my feet. Until I slip. I feel like everything is in slow motion, like a movie. I should have never picked this route, it was too much, too difficult. But it was my choice. And I have to pay for my actions. I think.
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Classroom B-12
Random34 students make their way thoughout 8th grade. Read as they face anger, joy, heartbreak, and lose everything they ever had. Side Note- This book is really cringy IK I wrote it in the sixth grade but imma keep it up just bc
