Who Did It
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Last published Fri, Aug 14, 2015
"Have you heard about her?" one girl spoke.
"Who? That girl's head they found?" another answered, the first girl nodded. The girl wasn't really well known, she never really socialized, when you saw her she was always by the old oak tree in the Brookfield Park reading by the college campus. It's sad that now that she's dead, she gets noticed more from when she was alive, she was lucky if the teachers remembered her name.I on the other hand am one of the most popular girls. Don't get me wrong I have amazing friends but, everybody just expects so much more of me than the other girls.
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