A Memorable Weekend
‘Drown her!’ Those two words made crumble.
Let’s go back to the begging of a dull Friday afternoon.
I was a collage student, and it was another boring English lesson.: Day shar vue you might call it. I put my hands into my head, and waited patiently with baited breath for the end of school. It finally came; I ran down two fights of stairs and excited the doors. I couldn’t wait to get home and when I did, I gave my mum and brother a huge.
“Go upstairs sweaty,” She said kindly.
I climbed the two stories to my room, as the sunset was rising.
“Sleep well. You’ve…
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