Once upon a time there was a girl named Elizabeth. She had the most wonderful time in England when she was a baby. Until one day she had to leave to go to America because her parents and friends died in an explosion. She was devastated when she found out that her parents and friends died, and she was only 12. She remembered the times she had in England. All the laughter, all the games they played, and the that bad memory came back. She always got frustrated when she remembered that moment. Then one day Elizabeth hung herself on a skyscraper.
THE END! cry
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