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"You’re going to fail the math test tomorrow," it said.
The crack of lightning came again. The stone went cold. excelsizeyeter
"And you? Future me?"
"Put the stone in a drawer. Take the D. Rip the jacket. Cry with your mom. Apologize to Priya even before you say the mean thing. Live the failures. They’re not the end of your story. They’re the ingredients." "You’re going to fail the math test tomorrow," it said
Mira sat up. "So I can change things? I can study harder, avoid tripping, not be mean to Priya?" excelsizeyeter
Mira’s heart pounded. "Who are you?"
A warm silence. Then: "I’m going to stop using the stone too. Starting now. This is the last time we speak. But I’ll remember this conversation. And so will you."