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Hey, people, let me tell a story about my weird🤪 class. Every day in our class is an adventure. 😪
Let me start with Sarah, the girl with hair👱♀️ that resist all laws of gravity. Her curly locks bounced and spined in every direction. Sometime you can see her with a pen🖊 or pencil✏ stuck in her curls, as if they were her own personal storage.
Then there was Mark, the guy with straight hair so smooth and shiny✨ that it reflected light like a mirror . Rumor had it that he spent hours every morning perfecting his hairdo, using a secret combination of hair products and mystical rituals.
Amongst our classmates was Jimmy, a huge boy with a height of an elephant or giraffe . Every time he came to class, he had trouble getting through the door🚪, usually he bumps his head🤕 against the door
In our class, fashion knew no bounds. There was Lisa, who always wore mismatched socks🧦, claiming it brought her good luck.
Then there was Tommy, a tall fellow who possessed an unusual characteristic that made him stand out even more. He never looked you in the eyes when he spoke🗣 with you. Instead, his gaze👀 would wander to the ceiling⬆ or sideways↔, leaving you feeling slightly uncomfortable.
So everybody in our class looks weird, strange and odd. Only I look normal.