"That - is my F I A N C E."
"I don't like her though."
"Don't be rude. I'm H A P P Y so don't be S E L F I S H."
His F I A N C E smiled, not saying a word.
"This is my B O Y F R I E N D."
"I don't like him."
"Don't be so mean - she doesn't mean that - Don't be so S E L F I S H Amethyst."
Her B O Y F R I E N D smiled, moving to give mom a K I S S.
I wanted to S C R E A M and S H O U T just like they did when they argued. But I didn't, because that would be
S E L F I S H.
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S E L F I S H
Short StoryThey called her S E L F I S H and pushed her A W A Y. She B E L I E V E D them and let them R U I N her - in hopes to make it all B E T T E R.
