Stripped
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, May 18, 2017
She grabs my hair and basically pulls it out of my scalp,
"what are you doing?" I yell at her.
She spins me around, still holding my scalp
I sit there on the picnic table in the back of our school
and I yell at her again, asking her "what are you doing?"
As my eyes gaze up I look up to see...
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