Once I finished changing, I got out, and I put my dirty tray on the counter. I quickly took a napkin, went back to the office, and cried my eyes into the napkin. Everyone in the office, stared at me. The office lady comforted me, and let me call my mom.I took the office phone, and dialed my moms number.She picked up the phone, and I told her that I needed to go home. She asked me why but, I told her that I couldn't tell her. At least not here. She told me that she understood, and that she was going to come pick me up.
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RomanceIn life their are questions, love, drama..... to be continued story. I am figuring out what happens next
