"Ava, please, you have to actually try, you lazy." I looked up at her through my bangs, which were about as long as my face. Didn't she understand? I was trying my best, it isn't easy for me. I shoved my shaking hands in my pocket, trying to hide my anxiety. "Yes ma'am, I'm sorry."
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Broken
Teen Fiction''sometimes she tends to have a bad habit of living her life in a vicious circle of negativity''
