When I was about ten years old, I used to go to my school on foot. One day when I was walking in the morning, I saw a girl in the street. She was standing in the corner of a building beside the school, I didn’t know what was she doing!! I left her and continued on my way to school. After three classes, in the break, a teacher came to me and start talking, she asked me: did you come to school on foot? I said: yes she asked me: did you throw the garbage in front of the school?
I was surprised when she asked me and I said: no not me, and I started crying, and I didn’t now what to do. She took me to her office and told me that Sara that girl I saw her beside the school told her I threw the garbage, and I told her that when I came to school I saw her in the corner of the school but I didn’t now what was she doing. Then the teacher was kind with me and told me: I thought sara threw it, sorry about that, and I will tell her mum about that.
After that I hate that girl, and I was happy because the teacher believe me. That girl is bad and malicious.
nice story!
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