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Turtle was singing on the top off her lungs to the dirtiest song-in her opinion-by BOTDF, while she drove to Freedom. She couldn't wait to go home, though she was worried that the boys from the gang might thing she was dead, it didn't matter. She just wanted to see her friends, and family again.
Turtle glance at the clock, smiling to herself. She would be there in a good 10 minutes. No doubt. Turtle took a left on a road, headed in the general direction of the town. She was in a white suburban, that she had stole from her neighbor, whom she hated forever.
Then, she noticed a sign. "Welcome to Freedom."
Turtle was singing on the top off her lungs to the dirtiest song-in her opinion-by BOTDF, while she drove to Freedom. She couldn't wait to go home, though she was worried that the boys from the gang might thing she was dead, it didn't matter. She just wanted to see her friends, and family again.
Turtle glance at the clock, smiling to herself. She would be there in a good 10 minutes. No doubt. Turtle took a left on a road, headed in the general direction of the town. She was in a white suburban, that she had stole from her neighbor, whom she hated forever.
Then, she noticed a sign. "Welcome to Freedom."