Part 2

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As I enter the English classroom, my heart was pounding so hard it felt as
if it would burst out of my chest. I walk past a group of girls muttering about something like they would dread anyone else hearing it. Everyone loves a good gossip. Except me. If something bad happends to you, would you really want the whole school knowing about it? Probably not. The feeling of not knowing what could possibly come at me, scares me. Not knowing what people could say, think, do....

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