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The xaxa generation sample composition

NAME:.....Xuxan acyieng SCHOOL:...Star ot the xea xecodawy xkul Write a composition starting with... "I woke up to find the door open"....... i xaid OMG! Ayayaya i mean, hu daz dhat! Nkt i wen ax faxt ax my heels cud cawwy my wig 2 my samsng fon n awww twaz xtill thea i xed phew! Yew know nai ni who! I knew evrthn is awky coz duuh, ma fon waz xtill thea! I loggd inta fb n awww i faond 10 frnd wequexts, 10 inbxes and 3 poxez, i waz lyk waaar?! Yaani janar i had 20 frnd wequexts n today i guh jxt 10?? I waz lyk Qwani waxxup with fb leo ghawsh! I inboxed angie n told her 2 acha mafeelings cuz ati she waz semaing ari me and her bf were flirting mscheew qwani i fosd him! Aki dhat chic, i’l pull out her wig she’ll jua me soon mscheew! Oh btw Lol Lmao lmfao haha ati xome dude inboxes me ati kameninyc, me? Pwitylicioz? Tufyakwa! N the guy daent even hav swag mschew, nkt i’d have finixhed d storo bur invigilator hax xed ati time imedie chao.

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