The Poem of Miss Hancock
Jason Sun
Blcok D
I saw her,
her blood,
and her wounded body.
Why didn't I talk to her,
why didn't I smile at her,
why did I pretend to be unfamiliar with her,
I still don't know.
I should stand on her side
to talk to her
to support her
and even protect her.
All of this was too quick,
I till cant accept her death.
Maybe it is a life turning point,
maybe it's a huge lesson for me.
I will be cheerful to all my friends,
no matter what.
So, let this accident be a lesson to all of you.
My dear Miss Hancock.
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