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the stairs


As i walked into the student filled building, my anxiety levels sky rocketed, i wondered if i was to be accepted in this new place of mine, i looked to my left and to my right, my blood in my veins boiling the stares drove into my skin like nails, i was lost, wondering who would want to be my friend, then i met this caring loving, person that wanted to help, taking time out of her day just to explain to me what this school was all about
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