My writing career peaked in class the other day when I wrote this:
I was a Pokemon master. There were people, there were lights, rivalries, rockets; It was messy. There was body glitter and dyed hair. Money. New home, new car, french food, drivers, marble, swords and guns, race cars, parties, planes, and cable. Pokemon: Time, lessons, team. Wisdom. Invest, invest, invest, invest, collect, collect, collect, collect. This is it, the final. One more push. Same town; simple ride.

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