Framed No More: My Vengeful Rebirth

felt like walking through

held a memo

clinging to his arm, both of them

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e, blocking my path i

her voice dripping with fake sweetness,

nst the lockers, arms

sica continued, louder now, drawing a

gaze, my

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"Careful, Sarah, sometimes things don't go

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oked at the mess,

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coffed. "

d me, pic

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voice, I didn' t

nd started gathering

quieter now, s

p, I looked di

hat full ride to Stanford

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t it, framing me for hacking the school, f

ly. Jessica looked co

e talking a

id, trying to sound casual,

that scholarship, I'm going to Stanford, and you two," I lo

then, real fear, before

ng us, Miller?

y, leaving them standing there, the whisp

y inside me, my resolve to reclaim my future,