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Here is a sample from the book i'm writing. i really wanna know if it's good.
I stared out the window, studying the trees instead of focusing on the boring history page in front of me. About the most boring subject known to man kind was learning about a country that is covered in ice, about 100 degrees below zero and where people died trying to place a flag in the middle of it, just ugh. The teacher was rattling on about something about as useful as the rear end of a donkey, the dork behind me just wouldn’t stop tapping his pencil, and the girl beside me was applying gloss to her already over glossed lips. Yep this is where I am 8 hours of my life when I could be burying my face in a book 或者 I could be on my bed, asleep. Suddenly a sharp pain hits me in my abdomen. I buckle over and close my eyes, muttering a swear word before I hit the cold hard floor with a bang and then everything goes black. My last thought was “I’m going to die”.
My first thought was my head is killing me; my 秒 was what the bleep. I looked around, and realized I was in a forest… A freaking forest, great maybe the teacher plotted her revenge 由 giving me a pill so I’d pass out and then throwing me into a forest for a 熊 to eat 或者 maybe a homeless person. I rubbed my forehead and sat up and smelled honeysuckle, dirt, spicy pine needles and perfume. Wait a second… perfume?! I sniffed my 夹克 and it was not me… I looked around very slowly and pushed my self to my feet. This isn't freaky at all, I told my self over and over. I gave a nervous laugh and took a step back. That’s when I saw him. A young boy about 17 was sitting a few feet away from me. I looked at him but he wasn’t aware of me even though I was right in front of him so I took a step 前锋, 期待 and waved my hand in front of his face. He didn’t see me still. Oh my god… am I dead? A jolt of fear ran from my head to my toes leaving my mind screaming “YOU IDIOT 你 CAN’T BE DEAD”. I looked at the young boy and studied him he was tall, muscular, with deep blue eyes, blonde hair th
My first thought was my head is killing me; my 秒 was what the bleep. I looked around, and realized I was in a forest… A freaking forest, great maybe the teacher plotted her revenge 由 giving me a pill so I’d pass out and then throwing me into a forest for a 熊 to eat 或者 maybe a homeless person. I rubbed my forehead and sat up and smelled honeysuckle, dirt, spicy pine needles and perfume. Wait a second… perfume?! I sniffed my 夹克 and it was not me… I looked around very slowly and pushed my self to my feet. This isn't freaky at all, I told my self over and over. I gave a nervous laugh and took a step back. That’s when I saw him. A young boy about 17 was sitting a few feet away from me. I looked at him but he wasn’t aware of me even though I was right in front of him so I took a step 前锋, 期待 and waved my hand in front of his face. He didn’t see me still. Oh my god… am I dead? A jolt of fear ran from my head to my toes leaving my mind screaming “YOU IDIOT 你 CAN’T BE DEAD”. I looked at the young boy and studied him he was tall, muscular, with deep blue eyes, blonde hair th
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