This is my story,
When I was nine years old,
I was not very bold
I had many thoughts in my head,
But none of them were said,
I mentally felt dead
I used to cry a lot,
Every time I got hot
I felt like I was shot,
Until I discovered my best friend,
She was my strength,
Yes, she is my dearest mum,
She helped me face my fears,
Even though no one was there,
And they didn’t even care
I love her very much,
She also does such,
I know your heart has been touched.
Rutba Mairaj VII B
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