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BOY MANIAC
Chapter 24
My brain stuttered for a moment and my eyes widened like two flashlight beam. Every part of me goes on pause as questions swirled in the pool of my thought. Unable to comprehend the fact that I was on my feet, I looked away; gave my mom an uneasy glance and then looked back to see if I was still on my feet. Holly Molly I was.
“Stiles, sit down,"
My mom muttered. Still stupefied by my action, I remained still for a while before taking my seat.
“Young man why did you sit down?”
Asked the announcer.
I didn't give any reply, rather I made eye contact with my mom and then raised my eyebrows which indicates: Should I stand up? But my mom replied by shaking her head which indicates: No! don't stand up.
“Young man are you shy? Come on standup,”
the announcer added calmly.
I kept still, staring at my mom again, I swiped my eyebrows up
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