I wrote a shitty short story that was a continuation of where the teacher left off while reading all quiet on the eastern front or something like that in 9th grade. I remember waking up the day of, chugging coffee and churning out a story. It was terrible but I passed so I guess it was good enough.
I wrote a shitty short story that was a continuation of where the teacher left off while reading all quiet on the eastern front or something like that in 9th grade. I remember waking up the day of, chugging coffee and churning out a story. It was terrible but I passed so I guess it was good enough.