life isn't fair
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Ultima pubblicazione mer, ago 12, 2015
one day their was a small girl named jolly she was 3 years old she went to school she cried a lot because she was want her mum a small girl name Taylor came to her they became friends when she was at grade 4 she left the class that was her best friends at and went to another class she cried so hard she thought that she was lonely but she wasn't one girl came to her and said hay jolly didn't replay because she was sad and scared the girl Kate gave her a something to dry her tiers and jolly replay by thank u they became so close friends unit Kate friend come and Kate left jolly for her friend Sara jolly been sad again and cried a lot until she found out what to do
she went and hit Sara on the face and she grape her hair we then
Kate came and said to jolly i don't want to know u anymore u are a bad person to hit my friend
jolly told Kate that Sara take u from me
Kate answer her by we wasn't been friends i was good and nice to you because you was new here
and no one loved you
jolly went home and cried jolly didn't come out of her room didn't eat or drink for days from her sadness jolly's mum thought that she dead because she was on her bed without moving for days the next week Sara's mum came to the school and hit jolly hard on the face and jolly cried
went to the bathroom with a knife to started to cut her hands and when she went to the class she was gonna passed out she went to the hospital
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