Through The Eyes Of A ...

By Neelakshi, 10

I was standing on the hillside as the sun was flickering in my eyes. There was anger more than gold and people said they could tell it in my face because it was as red as a juicy plum.

I was called Jennifer. I was poor and so all the girls teased me and made fun of her. Especially Joanne, because she was rich in her class and she was richest in her whole school so she was popular. I only had two friends called Louise and Emily.

Late at night in my bunk bed deep in my mind I thought of revenge.

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Neelakshi's end to the story

 

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