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Mcauley: When I Wake Up In High School
I wake up in 6:50 am in the morning, go through my daily routine of brushing my teeth, get dressed, and get in the car. During the drive, the car hits a truck and instead of exploding, everything begins to turn sideways and then I passed out. When I wake up I see a teacher scolding me for sleeping in his class. I began to look out of the 8th grade window and see that the whole school was on it’s side and the the tree were twisted to resemble Twizzlers©. Suddenly, everything begins to melt and I pass out again. This time I wake up to my computer where this story is being typed for mrs. McAuley’s 8th grade ela class .
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