There's that girl in class who sings too much. She isn't afraid to go against the trend. She doesn't have any best friend; she likes to be alone. Being alone helps her think, or imagine, as she would call it. She's the girl who daydreams in class, because she is bored. She is bored because she read ahead in the book. She doesn't usually fight back, even when the insult is for her. However, if someone insulted her family or the innocent, she'll snap like a twig. You'll rarely see her mad. But, if she is, you'll know, because she will start to curse in another language. That girl is me.
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