Lara nearly died on the cliff when she fell off. Falling, her very, fat body killed Gabrielle instead. Sadly, no one went to Gabrielle's funeral or even cared that she was killed by Lara. Lara, who hated Gabrielle, smirked with happiness. She laughed. There was one young boy that cared though. He was sad that she died because he liked her. His name was Jett. Next to her coffin, Jett stood placing flowers onto it. He didn't know Gabs was allergic to them though. Wind blew through his hair; it was getting cold. Lara loved her life even better now.
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The Cliff
Short StoryThis is a story we did in class. We had to do it about a cliff climb.