ANNA VILLALBAZO ISABELLA URIBE
When the two men left, Nice Girl’ s mom looked down to see her daughter crying uncontrollably. Her eyes were puffy as tears streamed down her face. She tried to comfort her. She hugged her tight. As Nice Girl wept in the warm, welcoming arms of her mother, she stroked her hair and said to her daughter,
“ I know it may hurt, and there always will be people that try to bring you down but we have to stay positive. Never give up on yourself or what you believe in.”
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