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Y/N = You (Your Name)
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Being A teenager is so hard. especially when all the popular girls at school (college btw) make fun of you. Why? Because yu aren't like them. Ur diferent. You dont listen to that SHITTY ASS modern pop music they do. You listen to deep music. Like... Tears for Fears. Their your favorite band. You always loved their album, songs from The Big chair,becuz it always made you happy. You loved the music. It amde you wonder what it was like to live in the 80s....
You said u were born in the wrong generation. But nobody believed you. everybody said its ewas a phase and you would get over it.,.. but you didnt. You also dressed different, so you were an outcast. I guess yu could say... it is a mad world.
After a long day of getting bullied at schol for listening to shout, all you wanted to do was to SHOUT SHOUT LET IT ALL OUT!! You wondered if ur life would get any better.
Then u got a notification on ur phone. Its a twitter notification. So u check ur dms... its from a mysterious person. They said "I know you're bored. Look in your room for a box." creepy but ok, You thought. You see the box in ur room and FREAK THE FR*CK OUT! But you were curious, so you opened it. It was empty inside... wierd. You put your'e hand in, and you feel strange. You felt like you were on a roller coaster, and u fainted and blacked out on ur floor...
(what will happen next>?)