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Proof That Friends Are Terrible Influences
It’s afternoon, and I am getting bored. The house is silent—Mom is at tea, sis is napping, and so is my younger brother. Ding dong! Ding dong! The bell rang. I wondered who it could be. Were my silent prayers answered? Did someone come to save me from this boredom?
By Staringale8 months ago in Poets








