Code Red
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Last published Sat, Jun 6, 2015
What do you think of when you hear someone yell ''code red''. You would probably think its a term to describe an emergency but in my school people use the term 'code red' to inform the students of my presence. I thought it seemed odd at first but as time passed I finally understood why. It was because I could never talk to anybody without my checks turning red and having a poor eye contact with the person I am talking to but when Ashton Henderson appeared in my life, I changed. The changes brought me both happiness and sadness.
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