All students in my class were okay with her sudden descision and said their goodbyes. They even wished her all the best. The most suprising thing that happened was that even Amelia herself did not cry. I however, sobbed like a flowing waterfall until my eyes were as red as the sun. I felt like a doll that had been played with too much and thrown away afterwards , but of course that was not her intention. She moved to look after her little brother going to Rose Primary as he could not enter Orchid Girls Primary as it was girls only. Rose Primary on the other hand was for mix genders.
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A Year Without Amelia
RandomBased on my real life... I present to you A Year Without Amelia. I was only 8 when my best friend left me to go to another school because of personal reasons. Read this book to find out more.
