Staring out the window, I wished that I was the dog walking down the street. Being anyone outside had to be better than being stuck in a classroom with a math test to take. Looking at my test, I tried to focus, but it might as well have been written in a different language. As I was trying to concentrate, something hit me so hard at the back of my head that it knocked off my glasses and my hearing aid. Looking down, I picked up a paper ball with a baseball wrapped in it, explaining its weight.
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