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My whole body was filling to the brim with dread, as I passed through the wooden doors and into the office. Seeing Mrs. Mullberry and Mrs. Sanchez both standing at the front desk. I watched as Mrs. Mullberry nervously strummed her fingers acrossed the top of it, making my stomach sink. She usually was only here in the mornings or if.... I didn't even get to finish that thought before I heard her voice squeak out " Oh my goodness there you are my sweet girl," as she came rushing over to me crushing me in a bear hug. " Mrs. Mullberry, I can't breath," I try to squeeze out. " Oh! I'm sorry sweety, I was so worried about you when I didn't see you and your step father sign in this morning," her words were frantic and laced with so much terror. I was thankful for her, even though at times I thought she was a bit over dramatic.... Nevertheless, I understood her fear that her words were coated with. As soon as she released me, I quickly scanned the office making sure he wasn't here. M
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