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My exploding moment is when I was doing gym and my pants ripped when we are play clean the boat and when I was squatting and I heard the rip then I know something had happened and I told the gym teacher and she started to laugh. So I walked out the gym with my shirt over my pants and went to the office.Then I called my mom and asked her to pick me, but she was gone somewhere so she called my aunt to pick me up. Then I went to my mom's job and I went on to the store and other things. After that my mom go to work and said how did you rip your pants And then I say I was playing a game and I set down and they ripped. Then she said that is just something you would do and I said that not true and she said I was being sarcastic but I know that.
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