Teenage Years Part Six:

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     When I heard the knock on the door I was relieved. When I heard the voice I could recognize but couldn't picture I got curious to know who it was. So I tried to lean over to see who it was but I ended up falling to the floor. Sadly I couldn't get up because I was tied to the chair. My principal saw that I was in the floor and ran to me picking me up. When she did move I got a glance of who was in the doorway. It was Lyric (my best friend that recently just squeezed my breast), and I was so relieved to see her but at the same moment I didn't want to see her. When she finally realized that it was me she ran to me and tried to let me loose from the ropes but before she could complete that task she got hit in the head with a vase.

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