Paul Makes Friends
One day, I was walking down the hall, and I saw a girl lying on the floor. She was crying, and I could tell that she was hurt. Everyone else was just passing her by. I decided to help her. It was the right thing to do. I knelt down beside her and asked, "Are wewe okay?" She alisema through tears, "No, I'm not! I got beat up! Why did this happen to me?" I said, "People can be cruel, but it'll be all right. I'm here to help." I helped her to her feet, and she began to limp. I took her to the school nurse, and her wounds were cleaned and patched up. As we left the nurse's office, she said, "Thank you." I said, "You're welcome." She then asked, "What's your name, kwa the way?" I said, "My name is Paul. What's yours?" She said, "Allie." Allie and I became good friends, despite the fact that the only thing we had in common was that we were both bullied, oh, and we both loved the Beatles. Of course, she wasn't really passionate about muziki like I was, and she didn't understand my jokes half the time. I did gradually gain some zaidi friends, but when I was thirteen, I gained a very special friend.
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One day, I was walking down the hall, and I saw a girl lying on the floor. She was crying, and I could tell that she was hurt. Everyone else was just passing her by. I decided to help her. It was the right thing to do. I knelt down beside her and asked, "Are wewe okay?" She alisema through tears, "No, I'm not! I got beat up! Why did this happen to me?" I said, "People can be cruel, but it'll be all right. I'm here to help." I helped her to her feet, and she began to limp. I took her to the school nurse, and her wounds were cleaned and patched up. As we left the nurse's office, she said, "Thank you." I said, "You're welcome." She then asked, "What's your name, kwa the way?" I said, "My name is Paul. What's yours?" She said, "Allie." Allie and I became good friends, despite the fact that the only thing we had in common was that we were both bullied, oh, and we both loved the Beatles. Of course, she wasn't really passionate about muziki like I was, and she didn't understand my jokes half the time. I did gradually gain some zaidi friends, but when I was thirteen, I gained a very special friend.
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I haven't written any makala on my shabiki club in a while. I felt like uandishi a eulogy about my dog, Fluffy. Fluffy was my sekunde female dog. I remember when I got her. My aunt and uncle and I were visiting with my grandmother's sister in Florida. One of her neighbors happened to be breeding Smooth collie puppies. I took one of them nyumbani with me, and I named her Fluffy for the sake of being ironic. She was the most vocal of all the mbwa I've had. She was also very motherly. When we adopted Roxy, my Pit Bull, Fluffy accepted the pup as her own. She did the same with my Rottweiler, Stone, and with my newest dog, River. When my first dog, Diesel, passed away, Fluffy grieved zaidi than the other dogs, save for Sadie, my Labrador. Fluffy grieved really hard when we Lost Sadie a mwaka ago. Fluffy was really smart, too. She knew hundreds of words and phrases, and I cannot possibly name all of them. I miss her very much, and so does everyone else. I'll never forget her. May she rest in peace.