Letter 57
Dear Bully,
You got your friends to pick me up and carry me outside.
It’s snowing.
They push me in it.
My face hit’s the ground.
My nose starts bleeding.
Everything’s frozen.
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Dear Bully,
You got your friends to pick me up and carry me outside.
It’s snowing.
They push me in it.
My face hit’s the ground.
My nose starts bleeding.
Everything’s frozen.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen4U.Com