There was a girl who always moved. She didn't have a lot of friends. People in school hated her physical appearance. This isn't about her being hated about her so-call friends. This is about her being hated by her cousin. Now you may think how are you hated by family? This girl was. She didn't care about her school, she cared about being hated by her cousin. The girls name was Emma. Not Emmy, Em, She was even called Emo. No Her name was just plain Emma. She was the nicest girl ever. She would volunteer in nursing homes or hospitals. She loved to write. She also loved to play sports. She was born in a different country. Emma had to learn a whole new language. She only spoke Spanish. Know she is in the 8th grade. She has come to this country at 6.
When she came to this country it was freezing cold and snow was every where. At the airport she met her aunt Janet and her step-dad Juan. When Emma saw her mother she started as hard as know one will ever know. Later that day she got to her aunts hose and there she met her cousin Charlotte. Charlotte was still sleeping. Charlotte took Emma to her little tiny room. There Charlotte gave Emma a teddy bear and Emma stole her Pikachu. They would have many sleepover by the age of 10 of Emma they stopped. Charlotte became a teenager and all moody she just wanted to be with her friends. When Emma became a teen she stayed herself. She was independent. She was immature. She love to act childish.
When Emma was 12 she started middle school. She didn't arer of her physical apperance. Charlotte in another hand she wore makeup and care aout her hair. Emma was fine with a simple bun. What Emma hated the most was when Charlotte told her that she should do her hair. Emma never listened.
At a party Emma, Charlotte and other cousins where going for a walk. Charlotte asked as to ask our parents if we can go and when we went back she left. Emma and her other cousin had to run and look for her. She could of told us thaat she didn't want us. She was acting like a bitch. She wouldn't stop instead she kept running. When they got back Emma got so mad she started crying. Charlotte didn't even care.
Emma was so tierd of pretending of likeing her. Emma was so much prettier than Charlotte. Charlotte was older but shorter than Emma. Emma had bigger boobs. Charlotte was a 16 selfish bitch. Now Emma is a wonderful 14 year old and Charlotte is a 17 year old piece of shit.
This is my real story but my name isn't Emma and I won't tell you my real name. Charlotte isn't the name of my cousin.