The true story of me and Natalia

Once, I made a friend named Natalia, (in third grade) and she was so nice. Here’s the catch. She barely had any friends. And she was OBSESSED with becoming popular. Soon, I started trying to become popular too. If I knew what was going to happen, I wouldn’t have done that. I also had a friend named Natalie.
One day, I called Natalie “Nattie Noodle” and Natalia “Nat Nat”. Natalia got so mad, she hit me on the head.
Soon, she started telling me to shut up, when I was having FOOT pain. I stayed traumatized of anyone named Natalia. In the end, we became friends again. But yk.

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