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Submitted to Contest #48
Devon was walking to school, his bag hanging heavily off his shoulders. He tried to rub the syrup stain off of his hand-me-down red shirt before entering Trevino Middle School. His white, high-tops’s shoelaces were left untied, dragging on the ground, getting dirtier with every step. He was hoping for one thing when he got to school; that Nico wouldn’t see him. This all started one year ago, the first day of seventh grade. ~~~ Devon had just moved from Maine to Illinois, into a new school, Trevino Middle. It was hard to leave Maine bec...
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