Chapter 3

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 My friend was blabbing all about how she is super nervous and anxious. I am too tense to listen. The ring was glimmering on my hand and whenever I looked at it I felt better. It gave me some selfconfidence. When I looked back up I saw this girl staring at me. She asked me " Where did you get that ring its beautiful. I wish I could afford something like that." The little girl looked back down and them I saw a tear drop onto the seat. I couldn't just stand here and watch her in misery. So I tried to pull off my ring and it wasn't coming off. I started to get all nauseous and itchy all over. I kept on trying to pull it off, but it wasn't coming off. The little girl was just watching me in pain and well my friend was just staring out into the distance. I was so annoyed that she was not helping. I started to scream to her, but nothing. SHE SAID NOTHING! WHAT KIND OF FRIEND WOULDN'T HELO A FRIEND IN NEED I TELL YOU and right then the bus driver says "Welcome to the Shot. Get ready!" and I see the smug smile on her face.

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