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Submitted to Contest #105
They wanted me! I was in Ms. Jones’s office. She was my guidance counselor, and had been keeping close tabs on me ever since my dad left. I had pretended to do the whole grieving act, with the fake tears, anger, guilt, the whole deal. Yet she seemed to know that I was faking. The truth is I haven’t really had time to feel anything. Once he left, my mom fell apart. She stopped going to work, so we lost our house. We moved to a shitty apartment on Essex Street, and it ...
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