It’s late winter of 2016, a cold, dry, wednesday afternoon. Seventeen of us sit together, rows of 2, sitting in comfortable chairs. We wore the outfit we picked this morning or last night. We listen to the boring lessons. When class ends, we run outside, and make our way home, the boring middle school in Taylor, Texas. Most of us, wanted to go home and mellow out. Soon after, I find my least favorite teacher, and stayed in his classroom after school. Small man, but wise and smart, he looks like he…
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