Once upon time there was a girl named Michelle, who loved someone who had a girlfriend. And he said he said he loved her but he didn’t break up with his girlfriend but she still loved him. And he wouldn’t text her and she freaked out. She freaked out so much she jumped off a tall building and killed herself…like a roof off someone’s house… like her best friend’s house….and she was trying to figure out how…and she finally figured it out…and died.
And he was very sad and he realized he really did love her. And his girlfriend kills him. And Michelle tried to warn him that she was trouble… until it was too late.
This is what could have happened:
Once upon a time there was a girl named Michelle, who loved someone who had a girlfriend. He said he loved her and broke with his girlfriend. And they dated and they had a very nice wedding and went on a honeymoon in Europe and travel. And then they loved it so much they moved there. They spent the rest of their lives traveling Europe, painting, drawing, and loving. And they adopted a little European girl.
But this didn’t happen…
The End
