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This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader.
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As I gazed at my students, I had the same thought I always had on the first day. They looked so young and innocent. Then I found a dead rat in the bottom of my desk drawer and remembered the tenet I had learned over the last eight years. The young may have a better excuse for cruelty, but they are no less capable of it.
For someone looking for omens, it's odd how many exit signs I chose to ignore.
If a century of tradition were the only thing my time at Stonebridge brought to an end, I'd be okay with that. It's the two deaths that keep me up at night.
The Swallows
...my friend, my ally, my confidante. She charmed, teased, amused, incited, and befriended us.
Alexandra Witt was the pied piper of Stonebridge Academy.
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