Flowers are red,
Spiders are black,
You wish your crush liked you,
But your dad doesn't want you to have a boyfriend,
You tell your mom your secrets,
Your friend gets controlled by a ''pick-me girl'' and she cries,
Bird of Paradise looks like a bird,
Spiders are black but don't look now there's one on your back!!
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Author:
Mielly Fajutagana (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Short story
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