Question by Monica: What are your opinions on this story?
Lyuda Kross clasped the glass with her hands as soon as her father finished the prayer. Her head ached from gym class that day. She would have rather died than have to face basketball. Basketball and her did not see eye-to-eye. Although she was five-eight, she was as clumsy as a bull in a china closet. She felt numb and tired. No wonder she didn't like school. It always came with consequences. School used to be fun, but that was
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