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my engagement
my, name is Sarah, and I've had a cruss on a kid in our 9th grade class for the last 4 months. heart but i was alway scarid when i got near him. my heart would fall in all direction, and it felt like my soul would explode. i was a strange girl and i never wanted him to see the embrassing me. i had dyed my hair red at the beginning of school, and it kinda stood out against all the prepy blonds, in our school. redface knowing how shy i was, i always pulled my hair back or wore a hat. there were a few other features that stood out, like a scare on my right eye, from when my dog bite me. sweatdrop that was kinda a long story. he had also bite into my temple leaving me constantly light headed. i also had bushy eyebrows that didn't mix so well with the red hair, when i looked in the mirror, i looked like an elf, or a troll. it was kinda funny and cute, at least that is what i thought. stare i went in the bathroom for the daily ritual of washing my hands and wipeing the water on my pants when three of the most prestigous girls walked in. mad i was unsure what to think. they were either my enmies or my friends. they were nice and asked if i had a cruss on the guy in there 4th period class. i told them the truth, that was my first mistake. crying they asked me to come to there homes at 5:00 pm. for a makeover. i kinda wish i never went. i thought i was a shoe in to be with my cruss, but boy was i wrong. it was my first engagement, so i arrived early at there house for a makeover/ sleepover. they began with painting my nails an ugly marron color, then they pulled out a pair of sissors, i kinda liked my hair but they were distened to destroy it. i was able to make a run to the front yard when i triped, and they began to cut random pieces of my long hair, unevenly. they kept saying things like that will teach you to not have a cruss on our leaders boyfriend, they laughed evilly the entire time. i moved and the sharp sissors sliped. it cut my check, and my hands. 3nodding the blood felt good as it mixed with my tears. i pulled back as i became angry and a sudden burst of energy propelled me forward. with my teeth grited, i attacked each one of them, pushing them to the ground and punching at random. i ran away crying crying . that was my first and last engagement.[/b]
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