Vocabulary Project

That night the air was plethora of fecund, that made that summer full of beautiful flowers. But I felt like a kindle burning from inside. It was incessant, that even my mother realized how I felt that she became tedium and asked, "What is wrong?". It was very elusive for me to explain.  Me and my mother were best friends, it was altruistic from me not to tell her. So I did, she then said that this was some frivolous stuff. The truth is that I didn't have the guts to say such a exorbitant thing. I told her a lie. That day at school was abhor, it was the day that I became the target of bullying. There was this girl she was renowned and grandiose in everything, that everyone would eschew from her. She became eclectic and I became one of her many victims. I was the new girl, the girl that needed to be abrasive polished. I didn't known most of the people, it was only my first week but I knew that year would be surfeit acerbic. She would attack the shy and the vivacious her actions were presumptuous hasten things. That afternoon she looked as waver as always but deep inside you could see how big of a bigot she was. I was walking to the restroom when if felt someone was following me. I whent inside, I looked back there she was. She started to harangue me, effervescent in everything she said. I felt to the cooled ground and stayed there until she left and the end of the day. When I went to sleep I started to think about everything and I told my mother. She told me to not let stupid words affect me in any way. The rest of the year I didn't let people bring me down. I made many good friends that were with me in the happiest tames and also saddest.