“And what lesson is that?” I asked, stepping toward her. “That I should be more like everyone else? More like you?” I laughed sarcastically and shook my head in mock pity. “You’re a liar who insists everyone else tell the truth,” I said. “You’re a cheater who demands everyone else play fair.” I paused for effect, then sneered, “I’d rather be dead than be like you.”
Pretty eloquent for a fifth grader 🙄
