The smell of stale glue and yesterday's paste still clings to my hands as I stare down at the crumpled up paper. It's my attempt at a masterpiece – a majestic castle rising from the waves, but it's more like a crumpled taco with legs. I was in such a rush to get home from school, I didn't even have a moment to carefully cut the windows from strips. Now it just looks like two wonky rectangles.
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