I walked nervously down the “big kids’” hallway, wearing my plaid skirt and navy sweater, clutching my math book, a pencil, and a folder to my chest. It was my first day in the “advanced math class” with the seventh grade teacher, Mr. Biegun. I was only in fourth grade, but he was taking a…
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The other side of the mirror
Have a good rest. Don’t forget, Daddy will be here when you wake up. I’ll see you in a little while. Love you. I closed the door and walked quickly into my room. Thirty minutes. I plugged in the curling iron and began scanning the closet for something comfortable, yet professional. Picked a simple blue…
