English 101
English has never been
A strong suit for me.
Going to class is a struggle
Walking up the stairs
And through the door
Yikes!
Someone please get me out of here.
Fifty minutes. Breathe. You got this.
Oh no.
Please don’t call on me.
No. Don’t make eye contact.
Crap.
My turn i guess.
Maybe no one is listening?
Another essay?
WHYYYYY?
Someone tell me why I need this class.
Save me.
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