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As I walked to the door, I felt eyes bore into my back tracking my every move. The teacher had a look mixed with shock and disappointment. I vacillated as I took my last step.
I’m in for it, I thought. Two policemen were looking down at me. One was tall and lean, while the other was short and balding. I waited. The stocky one spoke first. “I’m afraid you must come with us, miss.” “What did I do?” The tall one answered. “You must come with us now.” I looked at them bewildered. I risked turning around, looking at the faces of my classmates. Big mistake. They were shocked, horrified, disappointed and sad. I felt tears welling in my eyes; I tried my best to hold them back. I turned back to the policemen, head down, and brushed past them. They flanked me at both sides. I flushed in embarrassment as I passed other students skipping class. I tried to ignore them the best I could.
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