There was a girl in third grade named Sally Johnson. Little Sally was always pale, never spoke, and had no friends. One day, her teachers was teaching a lesson about trying again. "Now, I want each of you to tell me something you've given up on." The teacher said with a peppy attitude. One girl raised her hand and said braiding hair. Another boy said riding his bike. Little Sally was the last to speak. "Sally, dear, what's something you've given up on?" Sally stood up, brushed off her dress, and opened her mouth. "Life." She held up a gun to her head and pulled the trigger.
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