I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve سال old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays Piano and گٹار and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that آپ could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story یا movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, یا feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as آپ probably know. Imaginary دوستوں can be anything آپ want them to be. An animal, a creature آپ made up, a monster, یا just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary دوستوں that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that آپ could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story یا movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, یا feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as آپ probably know. Imaginary دوستوں can be anything آپ want them to be. An animal, a creature آپ made up, a monster, یا just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary دوستوں that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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It was the اگلے day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue شرٹ, قمیض that کہا "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she کہا "Oh! I didn't give آپ a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"