One Saturday morning, I was going to go to Angelina's house to ask her if she was alright because I am starting to worry about her. I mean last Friday, she was as white as snow! And according to my research, if you get paler and thinner, there is a chance you might die and there was no way I am letting her die! What happened to her now, was all I could think about. As I made my way to Angelina's house, I was shocked at what I was seeing. Do not cross tapes all over her house and lots of police cars around her house. WHAT THE HECK WAS HAPPENING HERE?
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Ms. Perfect
Short StoryI once knew a girl. Her name was Angelina. I always thought she was a normal girl with a happy life because everybody calls her Ms. Perfect. Why? She is very beautiful, smart, rich and she had many friends. Everyone thinks she has a happy and perfec...
