Chiara (@8gtberry)

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The dance was a disaster. Thats what I can say after it happened, but during it I was too scared to speak. Not only was I scared to come home, thinking of that drop of blood on my bed, now I was scared of school.

Spring break came and went, flying faster than ever, since I avoided home as much as I could. Entering my bedroom gave me a sickly sense of deja vu that made me want to vomit. So when school started again, I decided I would make the most of the last week.

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