Dear Midnight,
I'm not scared of you. Your a girl. No girl has ever scared me and nor will you. I want you to go away 'cause you are a nuissance, that meaning you are annoying Do you get the picture?
No. That's me, cross-checking you into the glass. I hope it hurt. And I know hockey isn't the best sport out there. Soccer is. Atleast I can admit I'm full of myself, unlike you.
Sure other people matter. Everyone besides you.
Ta ta, Sebastian
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