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Some had giant question marks on their faces, some began crying perhaps because they had anticipated it was going to be another murder case again, while some were just standing still, gossiping and spreading fallacies with no proper context.
Police officer Nierves moved forward, particularly to where Cylvia, our class president was standing, and clapped his hand four times loud enough to call our attention. On the opposite side, to the direction of the Men’s comfort room, the other five police officers went on alongside Chuck, which I only recognized later on because he was surrounded by the teachers and the guards who were in the verge of their panic attack. Philip and I should have had ret
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