Protest, Part Four

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Kimberly Harris had been starring at herself in the mirror for the past hour and a half.

She looked into her honey brown eyes. She looked at her brown tassels of her. She glared at her flawless umber skin.

Her mother and father tried to get her out, but, they couldn't.

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In school that day, Kimberly was sullen until she received a letter.

Tommorow. Ten. Old Ocharad Way. Meet me there. _C. It read. She knew who C was.

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