Something I wrote in school. Review!
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She
Her hair was pulled back, she wore converse and glasses. She didn't make the best grades, she was short but one of the oldest in her class. Her nails were painted a sea-moss green, she gave a light smile. She was innocent, her long bony fingers reached for the worn out pencil. She was a writer. She wanted her stories to appear in Barnes n Noble. She stood out in the crowd, was a little too loud, but that's why they love her. She hated that school. With their skirts and makeup they had on, she did not wish to be one of them. "Why do you try so hard to fit in, if you are born to stand out?" A single tear blurred her blue eyes. Her glasses fogged. But the only truth... She missed them. They missed her. She loved art and singing. She loved music to her hearts content. This girl has a hint of darkness but has a giving soul. She remembered when her dad read "The Giving tree" to her as a child. She was still a kid, but was more mature than her classmates. They did not like her. She did not like them. They thought she was weird, maybe true but she has a hint of sunshine in her. She'd scream silently, a riot in her mind any time someone was mean. This girl was small but not weak. Strong and independent. She maybe anonymous but she's worth a friend. She has a big heart, don't underestimate her.
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