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Någon här har lite för mycket fritid... ajajaja. nu är jag helt pissed off för bilddagboken hatar och verkligen HATAR mej!!! Har försökt i 30 helvettes minuter nu att lägg aupp denna men nehejdå! Inte ska det gå!
Hur som helst... Säg ärligt vad du tycker. ÄRLIGT! och det vad definitivt sista gången jag skrev det så om du ser detta lyckades mitt sista försök och äntligen gör helvettesBDB som jag vill :@
Once upon a time
Once upon a time there was a little girl.
One day the little girl saw a very cute boy.
The little girl thought he was the cutest boy she had ever seen.
Next day, the little girl saw him again, and the day after again.
But the little girl was too shy to talk to the cute boy.
One time, the cute boy saw her looking at him.
But he ignored her.
The little girl went to the park to cry.
As she cried, the cute boy walked by and saw the little girl.
He sat down next to her and asked her what was wrong.
The little girl didn't notice it was the cute boy talking to her so she said it was because of a cute boy.
The cute boy answered that the little girl shouldn't be sad and that she should stop crying.
The little girl looked up at his face and saw it was the cute boy.
The little girl and the cute boy med every day since that day to talk and play.
As time passed by, the little girl realized that she loved the cute boy.
But the little girl was too shy to tell him.
The little girl didn't tell anyone about her feelings.
But one day the little girl felt that she had enough confidence.
When the little girl met the cute boy again, she confessed her feelings to him.
The cute boy looked her in the eyes with a sad face.
He said he was sorry.
He said he couldn't respond her feelings.
And then he walked away.
The little girl felt all alone and she cried more than ever.
She wondered why she told the cute boy.
The little girl knew that she would never se him again.
She felt worse and worse.
After a time, the little girl didn't want to live anymore because she was so sad and felt so alone.
The little girl always thought about the cute boy.
She never forgot his face when he left.
She never forgot his eyes when he left.
The little girl couldn't handle it anymore.
She took a pen and a piece of a paper.
She wrote down her feelings.
The little girl took a knife.
While crying, the little girl pierced herself through the heart.
It didn't hurt.
It didn't matter.
It was already broken anyway.
She pulled the knife out again.
She fell.
The little girl fell into the never ending sleep, knowing that she was all alone...
Copyright by Klara Walldén.
Hur som helst... Säg ärligt vad du tycker. ÄRLIGT! och det vad definitivt sista gången jag skrev det så om du ser detta lyckades mitt sista försök och äntligen gör helvettesBDB som jag vill :@
Once upon a time
Once upon a time there was a little girl.
One day the little girl saw a very cute boy.
The little girl thought he was the cutest boy she had ever seen.
Next day, the little girl saw him again, and the day after again.
But the little girl was too shy to talk to the cute boy.
One time, the cute boy saw her looking at him.
But he ignored her.
The little girl went to the park to cry.
As she cried, the cute boy walked by and saw the little girl.
He sat down next to her and asked her what was wrong.
The little girl didn't notice it was the cute boy talking to her so she said it was because of a cute boy.
The cute boy answered that the little girl shouldn't be sad and that she should stop crying.
The little girl looked up at his face and saw it was the cute boy.
The little girl and the cute boy med every day since that day to talk and play.
As time passed by, the little girl realized that she loved the cute boy.
But the little girl was too shy to tell him.
The little girl didn't tell anyone about her feelings.
But one day the little girl felt that she had enough confidence.
When the little girl met the cute boy again, she confessed her feelings to him.
The cute boy looked her in the eyes with a sad face.
He said he was sorry.
He said he couldn't respond her feelings.
And then he walked away.
The little girl felt all alone and she cried more than ever.
She wondered why she told the cute boy.
The little girl knew that she would never se him again.
She felt worse and worse.
After a time, the little girl didn't want to live anymore because she was so sad and felt so alone.
The little girl always thought about the cute boy.
She never forgot his face when he left.
She never forgot his eyes when he left.
The little girl couldn't handle it anymore.
She took a pen and a piece of a paper.
She wrote down her feelings.
The little girl took a knife.
While crying, the little girl pierced herself through the heart.
It didn't hurt.
It didn't matter.
It was already broken anyway.
She pulled the knife out again.
She fell.
The little girl fell into the never ending sleep, knowing that she was all alone...
Copyright by Klara Walldén.
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