Chapter 6: Falling

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It was Mrs. Shopson, "Hello Taylor what a surprise. Actually it wasn't, I was the one who sent you that text." Then, suddenly, she grabbed me and pulled me towards the cliff side. I kicked and I shuck but it was no use. Then she hurled me off the jagged cliff edge. I grabbed the top of the cliff and held on for dear life.
"This is what you get you stupid thick-headed brat!" She screamed "Help please, please," I whimpered losing grip.
"Oh this is sure to help," she snapped and prised my fingers off the rock. Then I fell, it felt like I was dancing on the breeze for a split second the I said to my self, I wished I kept ' holding on ' and I came hurtling down. Then I couldn't feel my legs it was like they had came clean off. Then I saw a shadow. It was her.
"Know, I'm ringing the police to I'm not suspected," she said, SWACK! I slapped her in the face and pulled her down, and I spat on her, this was here pay back. Sneakily a videoed here hitting me. This was sure to send her behind bars.

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