I can't believe it I made it to the Harvard University.
My mother died when I was really young, I was just 13 years when she died. I got on a depression because of my loss. I did not care about anything and I was crying all the time. Also, at school, everyone knew that my mother was dead, so my classmates made fun of me and they would bully me.
Oh! No! Someone knows that my mother died! No! I don't want to get bullied again!
My father was getting tired that I was always sad and on depression. So, he bought me many books and remodel my room, so I could get out of depression, by reading. Luckily, reading did help me and I was able to get out of depression. Also, reading didn't just help me get out of depression, but also, reading help me, by getting more interest on about school and having better grades.
Agh! Poor girl! Hahaha!
I send a message to my friend saying, "Help me I am at my technology class hurry, hurry, call 911!"
Mom is dead, then go with her! Your mom is dead then go with her!...
If you want to fix this problem them put that rope on you neck!
Seven years passed since my mother passed away. Hopefully, she is proud of me and she celebrating on heaven, that I made it to Harvard, the best university of the U. S. A.
Put your hand were I can see then! Now!
How do they got here! We planned every thing so good!
Some years passed, and I am still here at Harvard University. I made an app to help other people study. Unfortunately, making the app was not a very good idea because, on the comets side of my website, many unknown people were cyberbullying me about my past. Also, I feel that some people are following me every place I go and I do not feel comfortable, no more.
I was going to my technology class when I saw the lights off, then I went inside, and someone turns the lights on. Then, I saw all the people that were following everywhere I was going. They started to yell bad things, and they wanted to me to get suicide. I didn't know what to do so I just took out my phone without them noticing and send a message to my friend for help.
Five-teen minutes later, I send the message to my friend, she came with two police officers. The police officers took the six bullies to hail, and they are going to stay there for around one and a half years. Also, they are not going to be able to study at Harvard University no more.