That Girl

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There, in a distant, in this small world where people aren't entirely good or entirely bad, but just in the middle... is a girl. Thinking about life, think about the future, past, and present. There was a girl, who could be a different person in a month, year, or even a millisecond is still the same girl you've known for a abit in your life. She never changed, she never became a different person, she just wanted people to think she wasn't all that bad or all that good. She just wanted to make people think she's just normal, just average. But she's not. She's crying inside, she doesn't even know if anyone's there for her. She doesn't know anything. She doesn't even know of she's suffering or not. If she's afraid or not. If she's depressed or not. She hopes not, she doesn't want her family to worry. She doesn't even know if her family will accept her. She has to study hard cause she's the only one on her family that might get into a private school. She's the only daughter, not only that she's the second youngest. Yet, she has to fulfill her family's needs. None of her parents got a good education. Her brother aren't doind that well in school. Getting A's and B's isn't easy for a kid. Who doesn't even go outside, who dosent interact with others, wouldn't even talk with family members but would just hide. She doesn't want to be the special kid. She doesn't want to work hard.