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Submitted to Contest #305
Disclaimer: There is some angst and physical abuse depicted. I sat in class with my head resting on one arm, slumped over my desk in every possible sense of the word. Mrs. Chadderton was at the board, scribbling something about narrative techniques or whatever. A few classmates paid attention. Most were doing their own thing. I just sat there, staring at the back of the blonde-haired girl two rows ahead. She was supposed to be sitting beside me. Every day. For a year and a half, we shared a seat, a space, a world. Now she was six feet away...
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