I stumbled as I landed on the ground. I stared at my feet in shock. I had done it. "WHOOP!" I screamed, punching the air. I started jumping around. And that's when I twisted my ankle. I yelped in pain as I now lay panting, on the ground. I thought back. Beanie didn't even want to go out with me (I never asked her, but I mean, yeah). And now I twisted my ankle. Painfully. I absolutely hated my life.
School's fine, everything's fine, Emily's fine yes! I survived the first week of middle school and now I am currently wondering: how the heck am I supposed to find a boyfriend here?? It's not that the boys aren't 'good-looking', their just not my type.
Another thing: I think I might beginning to lose motivation. I need a therapist, who can listen to my problems. But do not fear, I SHALL CONTINUE WHAT I HAVE STARTED!
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My Dear Sweet Murder-A Murder Most Unladylike Fanfic
FanfictionWhen Daisy and Hazel are called in to investigate the murder of Mrs Blueberry, a 39 year old lady, they find out that the only person, Alice Liu, who knows every secret of Mrs Blueberry has escaped. Forced to find the mysterious person, they go on a...
