"I just want to run," she said.
"I just, just..." Before she could finish her words, she got stuck in her throat, like a fish bone, unable to swallow or vomit out.
She covered her mouth tightly and bent down to look at the toes of her shoes. She didn't dare to look up, not wanting that person to see her helpless and embarrassed tears wet the ground. She didn't want to and would never admit that this was her surrender to reality. She was so confused that she couldn't find the direction, and no one heard her cry.
No one, still no one came.
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1. This is the story of three girls
2. It is my first time to write an article, my writing style is that of a primary school student, and my logic has been eaten by a repair dog.
3. Glass heart
Intention: Self-love and self-respect