Fourth Row, Last SeatSo, my day had not been going well. Coach Kenny's class was annoying as usual, because he and Mrs., Beverly, once again, pretended to fight with each other. They also mention something about maybe getting a new kid, but I don't really care. Spanish with Senora Smith was annoying. We had to teach her how to pronounce English words. Then she gave us too much homework. Susan nearly got detention in health for talking to me too much. I can't really say I feel bad about that. But right now I'm heading to Biology. Great. &nbsFourth Row, Last Seat
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It sat there on the hill, a huge skeleton of a house, and to many in town, an eyesore. The paint on the wrap-around porch was peeling, and you could see the holes and cracks in the wood from where termites ant other insects had once made their home. Shingles were missing from the roof, making the once elaborate patterns now look like a mismatched patchwork. There was no more glass left in the window frames, due to the fact that teenage boys thought it was lucky to smash all of the glass. The only glass that was left was in the French doors that lead into the house. The glass in the doors was a dark grey, due to years and
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