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hey, this is just a story, which is part of my life. enjoy!

ok. lets set a scene.. primary skool. 3rd term. grade 7. a group of friends that fight over LITTLE things. a girl thats smaller (and prettier) than then others, a sorta chubby gurl, a blondy gone black headed, a hooker (lol, sorry, i really hate her..)2 best friends that cant agree on anything, and last of all a gentle girl that gets pushed around easily.

all year, ever since the hooker joined the "group" the fights have been worse than ever. lets imagine that the small and pretty little girl and her friends are a building. all the other girls are the roofing, the gentle friend is the floor, and the pretty little girl is the supporting beams. take away the beams.. and the building falls down.

well, thats what happened. the little girl got sick of the fighting, so she went off to join a much bigger and better friends group, and I (hehe) am living happily ever after. then... CRASH the entire group, fell apart. the hooker, the blondy gone black headed are friends, the sort of chubby girl and the gentle friend and the 2 friends that never agree on anything are friends.
just when u think its normal, the hooker calls the black headed girl a w**** for the way she sits!! well, thats most of it.. i wont post it all, otherwise it would take up the ENTIRE site. see ya!