ONCE UPON A CECILIA
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I heard coughing as I walked into the girls toilet. "Are you okay??",I said gently holding the figures shoulder as the person turned around and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Cecilia??",I asked dazed as blood, dripped from the sides of her mouth with her delicate,dainty hands covering her mouth...................
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