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“Clean up the mess!” she shouted in
her ‘what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you?’ voice.
I could feel the anger quickly boiling up ..
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Tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe, I thought. Please let
her be asleep. I came in the door from school, my backpack slung over my
shoulder, tiptoe, tiptoe, tip..
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I never realized waking up at four in the morning would be so
difficult, but it was necessary. I was
going to take my first step, as a free woman, o..
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What if freedom wasn't everything it promised?
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