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STORY: It's strange, I thought math and I were close. I thought math was supposed to be my friend. We've been buddies ever since we were single digits. Good friends just fiddling with numbers to pass the time. Tonight, however, math turned on me math was beyond cruel to me. It was as if I had peed on math's couch, broke math's tv, then ate math's gold fish, Francis. I had done nothing wrong to math though. At first it seemed like every other night just math and I working out our problems together. Then suddenly out if nowhere math became hostel and attacked me. I tried to reach for my calculator, but is was no use. In the end nothing was solved it was just me lying on my couch with a headache, and math off somewhere else out of sight. It just didn't add up, this was not like math at all. What did I ever do to you math? I thought we were still friends. Please talk to me I'm sure we can get to the root of this problem.
I hate most math but I'm partial to fractions... Plus decimals have a point.