'Please let me go' I begged, I cried. I hoped they would leave my hands. I wanted to go to the auditorium. I wanted to give my name for dancing, but they didn't let me go. They hold my hands and legs. They loved seeing me suffering. They laughed at me 'Fat Pig Wanna Dance '.
After they left me I ran as fast as I could. I begged the teacher to take me in but she said 'The audition is over. It's your fault being late'.
I wished they never bullied me. I wish the teacher would give me a chance. I wish I could.....
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FRIEND
Short StoryNo one ever loved me, but he did. He was my best friend 'forever'.
