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It was my junior year on a regular Thursday afternoon in my social studies class. Or I thought it was a regular day. I had a boyfriend at the time and I was in love. Or so I thought. He would always walk me to my classes and be there when I needed him to be. So this day, I woke up to the sun shining through my window and the birds singing a song. It was going to be a good day. I got dressed and went to the bus stop, because I wasn’t driving at the time, and waited for the bus and got on. I arrived at school about five minutes after I got on the bus because I did not live that far away from my High School. I arrived at my High School, James B. Conant, and immediately got a text from John, my boyfriend at the time, asking if I was at school because he wanted to meet up and have breakfast in the Cafeteria. We got cereal for breakfast and the school bell rang which meant we had to say goodbye and walk to class. But luckily later in the day, we had the same social studies teacher and period so we would see each other then. So far my day was going great.
Our class was fourth period, right after his lunch and two periods before my lunch, so of course I was always hungry that period. I sat right in front of him and towards the end of the class period I was on my phone and he got really nosy and asked me, “What are you doing on your phone?” What I was really doing was deleting homework pictures from my math from the night before off of my phone. But I did not think it was a big

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