[ CW ] Write the same story three times making sure no two points of view or tenses are the same .

I watched the two crazed little animals talk, and yet their conversation seemed to go nowhere. It was as if they were in their own worlds, and yet they somehow managed to construct a race. I waddled to the finish line and sat down as Porcupine and Oppy set up the last poles. A few of the animals shook their heads, knowing this would n't turn out well, including myself. 
 
 The rabbit started speeding ahead, a few seconds before the start flag was even waved, and then the stupid turtle took his time, barely even going. But what really threw me off was how the rabbit started speeding in circles and trying to climb trees off the path as turtle just inched forwards. I knew this was a stupid idea. Rabbit was always so idiotic. Then, in the stupid rabbit's frenzy, he just fell on his back and slept. After what felt like an hour, turtle crossed the finish line and rabbit woke up, cursing the sky. Yup, stupid. Period. 
 
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 You'll ask that tortoise to race. You'll hope up to him and challenge him. You'll ask him to race and you'll defeat him. You'll ask him if he wants to race. He'll nod, and you'll hop right up to the starting line. You do n't waste time. You'll spin around these curves, you'll climb these trees. You now really wish you did n't take those sleeping pills. You feel yourself twitch, you feel that sleeping pill seriously mess with you, and you've woken up to find the turtle win. You're cursing at the sky for your obsession of thinking in the future. You're beating yourself up for thinking up so many you's.... 
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 He's never been that crazy. When he got cursed by that witch, he started thinking in the past. He stared at the rabbit, who had spoken so fast to him he just nodded a hello. He looked at Stork, who placed him at the start line... why was there a banner? He shrugged it off, a smile was on his face as he waddled to the river for a snack.
