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I made sure i went to class late so nothing happened. But it didn't work. A group of kids found me walking around, in conclusion they run up to me and slam me into the locker then trying to throw a fist at my face but they missed.

I rushed to the bathroom into a stall. I sat against the wall and started crying, crying so much it could be depression ocean. I stopped crying once my mom called...I was scared to even answer.

Mom: Ashley the office will call you to come...

I interrupted her
Ashley: Home!?
Mom: Hospital...

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