Lost Bracelet

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It was a Monday morning durning assembly, when the sun was like God's golden eyes in the sun.
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The clouds were like white, fluffy cotton candies. Students and teachers heard the birds chirping sweetly as ever and we smelt the aroma of tasty food being cooked by neighbours nearby. 
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Suddenly, the principal, Mrs. Ikon announced that teacher Mrs. Vav had list her bracelet. It was a gold, pink diamond bracelet with golden beautiful sparkles. She also informed us students to hand it over to Mrs. Vav, if found by any one.
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After assembly, students hurriedly rushed like wild animals to their respected classes. Our beloved teacher instructed us to check out our friend's backpack.
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My friend, Jessi was acting suspicious as if she did a crime. She was a thin ,tall and beautiful girl. Jessi had long flowing brown hair. She was much of a bully, selfish and dishonest. I often question 'why does she not treat me harshly like the others' or 'why she doesnt take my stuff'. Maybe she really liked and accepted me as a friend.
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Immediately, I searched her bag like pirate looking for tearsure. Eventually, I found the missing item of the teacher. I quickly whispered "What is this doing here? Why did you take is? She boldly responded " It...c..caught my eye when I first glanced at it. So I stole it away. I liked it so much."
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Without any hesitation, I reported it to my teacher, then my friend and I took it to Mrs. Vav. When we took the item to the teacher I explained the situation. After, I carefully observed Jessi she appeared as if her heart and stomach exchanged places. I noticed the fear in her grey eyes. I sensed that a cold chill slithered up and down her back. Then, she finally confessed that she took it. Mrs. Vav believed her, but it was unbelievable how she admitted the truth.
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The teacher gave her a simple punishment that day, to compose a letter apologising properly. Then she took an oath to always be truthful and to never steal. After, that day I realized that her attitude had completely changed. She hasn't lied, bullied or been selfish, she even made friends after that incident.
        

                         The End

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(A/N: Hey, my name is Christy Solomon. I'm from Trinidad and Tobago. Well I live in Trinidad. This is my fifth. FYI, those stories, were things that I composed during primary school. Now I'm in high school, first year I'm 12 years old. So if any one read my stories or this one and your reading my note I want to thank you sooo much. Plz vote and tell your friends about my five stories, dont worry i'll making other stories. Also I make it kinda short since I made 3+ paragraph stories in primary. Once again, if anyone is reading this I thank you. Bye bye)