Mountains or Maths Test

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Mountains flew by, as amazed smiles never left the lips of this happy family. It was the youngster's first ever road trip; he'd never been less enthusiastic though. He had a maths test tomorrow, and he hadn't studied. For this 12 year old boy, nothing could be more devastating and stressful than failing a maths test - apart from accidentally killing his fish. The car pulled to a halt and he silently made his way out the car and towards the cliff's edge. "What a beautiful view," his mother murmured to herself - snapping thousands of photos every second. His mind was in its own space, as he began to climb the small barrier that held him from the cliff's tip. His father's voice echoed in the far distance; but it barely even registered in this young boys mind. He had irrational thoughts swirling around his underdeveloped brain but but pushed on - maths test in mind. His pace picked up, and in no time he was in the bitter air, and off the cliff. A fearsome yelp left his mouth, but he could never regret his decision; maths sucks.

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