The llama hearder

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My names Beth,i am 14 years old. I have brown hair and blue eyes. If Hitler was alive he would have killed me by now XD. I go to Admiral Lord Nelson School and i have the bestest friends ever. I do a weird sport called Synchronised swimming - if you don`t know what it means then look it up in a dictionary XD I love to act and sing etc etc. I am extremely random hense the randoms in this thingy about me. I think that is it! Peace The llama hearder :D

Friday, 14 January 2011

My Monologue...

Sally is just an average school girl. She goes to a normal school with a normal life, with normal parents in a normal house. All normal. Nothing extraordinary about her. All alone in the world, her imaginary friend Mindy is the only one there for her.

I might just give up on life. No one wants me here anyway. What difference will it make to the world?
POOF. There, Gone. No more of me being a nuisance to everyone, well, not that they notice me anyway.
The other day for example. I was walking along the corridor at school and along came Sam Jenkins (The schools pushover). I don't fancy him or anything, it’s just, he’s the only guy I’d ever stand a chance with. So anyway, I was walking along and there he was. Thinking I’d be polite, I smiled at him, only to have a scolding look given back to me as if he was protecting his dignity, not that it was worth much. How embarrassing. Me, a lowlife Z class, being rejected by an even lower class. This isn’t the first time either. Its like my lifes a cd, that had a scratch, you know, when the song keeps singing the same word over and over again. Yes, that’s what my life is. A scratched cd. Hey, I am Sally Smith and I live on a scratch Cd. Wow, I really am sad and pathetic. That's why I’m glad to have you Mindy. I know you probably think I’m a complete tard and probably think I always feel sorry for myself, but when your in my situation and have been from the first day of school, then you’ll start to understand why. But however much of this I make you sit through You’d still never scowl at me, you’d never ignore me or push me over in the street, mainly because your imaginary. But Mindy, You’re still special, special to me. A true friend. You keep me going. Even though you’re not real, and when I stop thinking about you. Reality returns, I’m alone again. Just a nobody.



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