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The Beauty and the Tragedy
Thursday, February 12, 2009

Bossy.

It was a thursday afternoon. Homeroom time. The class were grouped by their teacher Ms. Pellet.

They were asked to play a little skit.

Katelyn was grouped with Teri.

No one wanted to start. Katelyn wanted to help and started asking. What role they want. What they want to do. She even asked Teri, "Teri, what role do you want?" But she never replied. Mad probably. The time for practice ended. Time for the presentation.

Katelyn and her groupmates didn't have anything to show. They didn't finish.

It was time to go home. That's when the fight started. Until Teri and Katelyn were called by Ms. Pellet.

"You're too bossy!" Teri told Katelyn with her high pitch voice. She started crying. "What am I suppose to do? If I don't ask, nothing would happen. I asked you what you wanted. You never said anything." Katelyn tried explaining, but eventually started crying. The two cried and cried as they told the teacher their sides. Their points.

The day ended but they never fixed it. Teri and Katelyn stayed mad at each other.

The next days, things stayed the same. Until Katelyn played a game with a friend inside their classroom. Morning. Not a lot of people were there yet.

She spinned the wheel. Then answered her classmate's question. "Would you forgive her?"

"NO."

Then Ms. Pellet had a talk with the class. A week has passed. It was homeroom time again. Teri shared. She knew about what Katelyn said. She said sorry. Katelyn said sorry. They became okay. For now that is.