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Lazy
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Ongoing, First published Dec 27, 2020
I am Ella H. Balgos,
I love many things especially puppies and the rain.
Small things makes me smile easily.
I don't have any accompany in my house since my parents already abandoned me.
I even easily get excited when someone gives me small flowers like daisy, it means so much to me!

But they never gave me flowers and it's fine, I understand we're not that close.

Many people are not that nice to me, but it's alright since I experience the hardships they have been risking to face too. It's hard to trust people these days.


I wish we could hang out more.

And I wish I have more friends so I could introduce them to my teddy bear!

But all of these are only wishes I am not sure I'll have.


And actually... I frequently wished to be happy too.


This is my Lazy representation of my life I guess!


Welcome, You are as beautiful as always.



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Ok started this in 2017, it's currently 2019 and I'm not the same person who wrote this, my style is completely different and so are my opinions and personality, I apologise if u want to read this but I like to keep it up on here as a memory of who I was. Elle Gordy. That's me. Plain old Elle Gordy. I was completely happy and content with my life. That's what everyone thought. No one knew how I hated almost every day in the year. There's more to me than what meets the eye. No one knew that I was thriving for something interesting to happen in my life. Everyone saw me as a straight A student who never did anything wrong. Because everyone saw me as that person I could never be anything else. Until something changed everything. Something gave me a chance to be myself. And this is how it all happened.