I Can't

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          I am almost at the school. The thoughts of turning back and going home keep coming back to my mind, but each time, I push them away. Far away.

          I finally reach the school. The music is so loud that I can hear it from outside.

           I can't do this. I can't I can't!

          Yes you can, Kacey. You came here. You got ready for this. It is your destiny. (A little too dramatic...)

           I take a deep breath and walk into the main building, where the dance is being held.

        

          

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