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Chapter Twenty Eight Take To School 

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Sarah’s POV

“Hurry up! You will be late for school!” I shouted, urging Cynthia to get ready quickly for school.

Today was her last exam day at junior high, and I felt both nervous and proud watching her prepare for such an important moment. From next semester, she would now be in another higher level of education, the senior high, and in three years’ time, she would be going to college to study her dream course, medicine.

Cynthia was very passionate about education, and because of this, she had pushed herself harder than usual. Just last night, she studied all night long, determined to get every detail right. This was why she didn’t wake up early this morning.

Seeing that she was still asleep at 6am, and realizing that there were higher chances she might run late, my mother, Elizabeth, stepped in as she always did. She ironed Cynthia’s dress, because it was prohibited for any child to come dirty or wrinkled to school. The authorities would not take it lightly. To them, a wrinkled unif
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