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THE GREAT ELECTION!


As you see, this election is open until next Friday, that is next week Friday. 


Some people have given their names, while some have not.


So, because they're my personally best friends, I'll include their names.


Shripu's name and my name is not gonna be there, because we are the owners.


The winners will get to give me ideas to write about when I'm out of them.


Now let's see who the participants are :-


Amma 

Appa 

Archita 

Avyaya

Babu Thatha 

Balaji Peripa

Divaashni 

Haritha 

Kanna Thatha 

Pushpa Patti 

Ramsha

Saketh 

Samhitha 

Satvika 

Shanthi Perima 

Viji Patti 



Each time a person votes for one of these people, this area will be updated :-


Amma - 2

Appa - 1

Archita - 3

Avyaya - 3

Babu Thatha - 1

Balaji Peripa - 2

Divaashni - 2

Haritha - 2

Kanna Thatha - 1

Pushpa Patti - 1

Ramsha - 2

Saketh - 2

Samhitha - 4

Satvika - 4

Shanthi Perima - 2

Viji Patti -

I'm going to vote too! 


You can vote for 1 person one time, but not more than that. You can vote for many people if you want, but only one time for 1 person.

Remember, you can't vote for yourself. 


Bye!









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