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As she stumbled out the door, she yelled back to the girl, "Yeah, whatever. Go care about your stupid grades."
Zoya hated people like that. They were all hung up on grades, but who honestly gave a crap? They were grades. Little numbers on a peice of paper. So you need "good grades" to get into college? Who gives a crap. Life is way too short to spend studying.
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my name is Allie, and im 13 years old.
i wish to write something that moves people. makes them cry, or makes them horrified, or makes them laugh. and after i do that, i wish to die young, in a tragic accident. so when people read my writing, they can say, "oh yes. this girl is the one that died. it was such a sad thing. pity we can't read any more of her stories." and my collectables, my journals, my skirts and jeans will be so expensive, even bill gates couldn't buy them. and i'll be smiling, as i haunt some stupid people in ghost form, because i will become a ghost.
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