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With Raymond's hands gripped on my shoulders, he was hard to get off.

" Why are wewe doing this?" I said, breaking the silence. ray glanced down at me with empty eyes.

" Because." He growled, forcefully digging his nails into my shoulders. I couldn't help but let out a yelp of pain.

" How is this satisfying? You're only hurting me!" I screamed, yanking him down kwa his collar, making me on juu of him.

" I can't help myself! You're beautiful!" He said, sweat beads lining the edge of his forehead.

" You're too old for me!" I said, still on juu of Raymond. His panting was a hint that I could make...

I wrote an makala on the subject everyone in New York seemed to talk about....Michael turning himself in. My boss told me to write the makala for 'punishment' of my late action. Creep. I took my pen and began uandishi with my title being 'It's about time!' and started telling the opinion filled story of my bad boy's story. I wrote about the way I felt and how it affected me , I had to lie. This what I wrote:
When I herd from a friend that this heinous criminal had turned himself in , I shouted hallelujah! Thank God he turned himself in. wewe rarely hear criminals turning themselves in. He probably...

Today was school but no rehearsal for the boys au Motown.The boys went to school."Yes, no rehearsal!" Marlon said."Just school" Michael said."No Motown!" Jermaine said."No girlfriend" Michael alisema sad he doesn't get to see Mariah."It'll be alright Mike!" Jackie said."You could see her monday through thursday!" Tito said."Yeah" Michael alisema smiling.They got in their schools.The boys had learned english, history, science, and mathematics.They had muziki and physical education.After school, the boys headed home."Hey, we don't have to worry about getting nyumbani in time for rehearsal!" Jermaine said."Yeah..."...