Mr. Lynx, who also was attending the funeral, and was sitting next to me, smiled at me. He gave me a comforting bear hug. I break down and burst into tears. I hate this stupid funeral. I hate that stupid cliff.
A few days later, a rumour spreads about me, it's a shame I didn't have Erin's reassuring voice. The problem with PEST and I had been resolved, I think she went back to being my friend out of guilt. I don't mind though, I need a supportive friend. I take a photo of my room, the camera went CLICK!
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Hope you guys enjoyed the book!
I'm super stuck on what to write, so I would LOVE it if you guys gave suggestions!
Cya later, alligators!!! ❤️
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