Unfourtunately, nobody likes her. She is so good person that I hate her, said Alice.
She is always baking cookies or taking care of her garden.
Alice hated her privileged voice, her beautiful face, her good manners.
It was just too much that I cannot take it anymore, she thought.
Once, she took the courage and scream out loud:
I HATE YOU
and so the other said.
The problem was that she was in front of the mirror
in her own huge perfect room.
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