Paul's Experience: A Fictional Narrative

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Paul knew the importance of this meeting. He had already been in this before more than once maybe twice. As he sat in complete silence, his last encounter with Principal Sweet played in his mind over and over again. "Paul, you can't keep getting in trouble anymore," said Principal Sweet as he looked at Paul. "I know, sir," replied Paul. As Paul's mind returned to the present, every muscle in his body tightened. This was it. Promptly at 8:00 a.m., the doorbell rang. Letting out another deep sigh, Paul pulled himself up off the couch and walked to the door. Opening it, he discovered a small, shriveled, white-haired man staring up at him with piercing blue eyes. "Mr. Candor?" the man said in a voice that was much larger than he was. "Uh, no,
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