Hey guys, sorry i havent been there for awhile. lifes been nuts. i got myself a calc tutor finally! and i think im finally getting it! english has been quite the interesting class, last day we got the whole class to start stories using a specific word. this is how mine turned out.
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I'm a boy who loves sleeping under cloudy skies. I have a trick. I can snap my fingers and say sunny and all my troubles get worse. so i dont do it often. but i love the way my nose looks in the mirror ahh... sweet shallowness, my escape from what lurks. I'm coming to a crossroad in my life and soon i will have to make a troublesome decision. Should i get glasses or contacts? Glasses might ruin my beautiful nose, but contacts are just so... so froggy? No, thats a bad description, Annoying is more like it. Although the writing on the wall tells me fairy god fathers are watching us and the mob always knows, so today is when the apples eat the trees and hope is swallowed by Pi to the equivlilent of 3.14, two decimal places. Math, definitly not my strong point perhaps i should not make too many references to 666. it works if you're in a band that has something to do with metallic damsels or something. so i grabbed my plate of caesar salad and steak and headed out onto the porch where i saw the great big shed that i stored everything that i would need to clean up the mess after i finished killing the neighbor. He had always made me mad but mostly after he had shone that bright light into my window in the late hours of the night. Once i cleaned up the mess I decided to put the body into the deep freeze in my basement. The picture of me putting his chopped up limbs into the freezer was very grotesque indeed. But it made me want to go on a rampage since i had already seen the worst. So off i went walking down the street on my so called "rampage". It was a dark cruel side of myself i had never seen before. it made me smile. so i continued on looking for my next victim. i poked my head through the window of a little cabin in the woods and saw a little old lady baking a cake. This was my next victim, i could already contemplate on which one i wanted to get first. the little old lady or her granddaughter. they both were weak since they were girls. i had such intense munchies that i attacked without thinking. i saw a nametag on the girls chest. Her name was April, who would name someone a name that was a month! Jeepers! suddenly i was very tired so i had to lay down, on my gnarly bed mage of hay and sharp forks, constantly piercing my back. i hoped futuristic beds were more comfortable than this because if not i would rather sleep in an umbrella on a pond floating under the stars. Lackadaisically, i dreamt of this sick life i have.

THE END.
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~so this whole story is completely made up. no one was harmed. no i dont share the bits of prejudice that pops up in the story. and no im not actually a boy. this is a collaberation between 27 students to create on random and nutty story. ENJOY!!