Trouble
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Última publicación mié, ene 28, 2015
I wonder what I ever did to deserve this treatment and torment.. This it was an accident as I thought. Its like Iv'e been blamed, accused,untrusted, betrayed and bullied. And I cant take it any more i just wanna end it all.
"Hey wait up" my best friend Tamia said.
"Sorry, hey have you ever been bullied before and you didn't do to the person and you wanted to end it all but you knew someone needed you."I ask as my eyes teared, I stared at the ground and blinked away the tears.
"No not really why do you ask"she said.I sighed.
"No reason" I said brushing it off.
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