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I was very nervous going into my new high school. I am in the 9th grade. I walk in with my bag on my shoulders, and my light up tennis shoes.
"holy shit"
I turn around quickly at the noise. I see a 34 year old man with light stubble and droopy eyes.
"those are the nicest of shoes, boi" he says to me.
"thank you, sir" i respond.
he then pulls me into a closet and sticks 4 brooms up my asshole. it hurts, but he complemented my shoes, so I will take it.

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