I’m writing a little story! Here is the first part of it:
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My sir grabs my hand and leads me to the bedroom. He tells me to take off my clothes.
So, the other day, I’m at work (a thrift store) and I’m just doing my thing when an older lady walks up to me and tells me she wont be buying this glass paint if it’s all dried shut like the last ones she bought were. 952 more words