They look at me and see, see a "scared" "weak" little girl. Well, Guess what? Keep Pushing me. This little "scared" ''weak'' little girl, will become your worst nightmare. I will KILL you. Keep pushing. I wont be this "scared" "Weak" little girl. You will. I'm NOT one to fight. Really! I'm not. BUT keep pushing. DO IT! I want you too. Come on. Push me. Push me just ONE more time.
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