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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 23, 2011 11:44:30 GMT -5
Abigail sat on a log at the bonfire, it was night and people were sitting around her in the circle. She only sat with the people that were considered, 'stupid', like her. "Ich weiß nicht, wie Amerika, erschreckt es mich. Die Menschen haben immer rufen Sie mich dumm und sie immer push mich herum, zumindest habe ich Freunde hatte wieder nach Hause." she whispered to herself. Abigail was reading her treasured German to English book and had her iPod in her pocket that had the same app but with the voice on it. For some reason English was really hard for her to understand. Her parents got it lickity split. She had trouble learning the smaller words, she didn't understand any of the bigger words at all, she got mad then and shut the book, after putting the bookmark in it. She hugged the book to her chest and pushed some hair out of her eyes. Everybody thought she was ugly when she was pretty, every guy at her school tried to ask her out like every other pretty girl. She was towards the middle in the pretty rank. Abigail considered herself pretty, but since she moved to America, she started to think of herself as ugly. She was also a nerd too, she could do math like she could do cooking. Everybody back home asked her to help when she was home. Abigail always agreed because she loved teaching people. She was soft yet strict. She pushed it into their head with smiles. Unlike all the German teachers who were strict and mean. Abigail looked down at the ground, stupid and ugly, was what she thought of herself now.
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