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I ran into her office and sat on the bed. "What did they do now?" She asked. "The first time they kicked me and punched me a lot, and Taylor stomped on my head with his foot, the second time they pushed me and I landed on my arm with all my cuts which opened them up" I said.

"Honey, this has got to stop, I can't rap u up every day, every hour" She said. I nodded. She stitched my head up and cleaned my arm then wrapped it up. "Thank u grace" I smiled. "Anytime honey" she smiled. I walked out and went to go find my stuff. I walked to the hallway where it happened and saw the guys going through my stuff.

Then they laughed and threw it in the garbage, Matthew and Shawn went to go get it out but the guys grabbed them and pushed them forward. I slid down the wall and started crying, not because of what they do to me, but because that was my fucking Zach Clayton bag.

(This was just a little filler)

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