Boom

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My hazel eyes scanned my surroundings to make sure no one was around. My brown hair whipped around as a looked from my right to my left side. Carefully, I pulled the stick out of my bag. This was it, this was the moment that would change the rest of my life. In my hands is the stick that decides whether I continue being a normal teenager finishing school, or a mom. I mustered up the courage and finally looked at the stick. 



"Shit"



It's positive. I have to tell Fred. 

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