“Zigzag pattern, zigzag pattern, zigzag pattern..” I repeated to myself over and over again as I ran from my school building wearing nothing but a rayon T.J. Maxx dress and my four inch orange patent leather platform sandals. In my desperate attempt to escape faux violence via blanks fired from a gun, I had scrambled onto the auditorium stage, mildly fl…
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