Every time I think of somebody it reminds me of the things that I did not do. I mean it was not my fault. I did not mean it. I just follow them. I’m sorry if you are upset about it. I’m so sad that day because she told me that it was my fault. She must come earlier because she knew that we have a program. Is that my fault? No! I don’t want to see her. I’m sorry but you are so proud of yourself. I know you are good and I am proud of you. I’m your number one fan but I hope you listen to me first than judging me. It hurts!
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