I dig my heels into the ground as Joseph pushes me towards the school building.
"Just come on already!" Joseph exclaims after failing to push me to school.
I shake my head no.
"Yes." He says.
I shake my head again.
"Yes." He says again.
We keep doing this until I get really frustrated.
"NO!!" I scream.
Uh oh.
I talked.
Jessica doesn't get to talk.
My parents don't get to talk.
So I don't get to talk.
Oops.
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49
Short Story"The number 49 never used to have any significance in my life. It was always just the number after 48 and before 50. But that was before it happened."
