A Emo. Live
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In 2003 a girl was born day of Halloween. her mom was happy because it was a girl. The little girl was called Marilyn she never liked color pink . In the first day in school she met a girl call brandy she was mostly root other kids are not like her. Marilyn said Oh hi. Brandy said go away emo freak. Now Marilyn how are school years was horrible. In Lunch all students said emo freak alert all the students were throwing food on her. Marilyn said I don't care an emo leave me alone. Marilyn mom really hated her because she was emo. Parents can ave favorite kids. Oh yes some parents have favorite kids Marilyn was not the favorite it was her sister Brenda she is a spoiled brat Marilyn never liked her sister. In November 19th of 2015 her mom said kid I don't want you a stupid emo freak I say let me get the stuff and buy some like a little sister she's is better than you
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