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Intro. Sarah always tried to avoid the uncomfortable pockets of cruelty in the school, but some things were just too blatant to ignore. The whispers and snickers that followed Sarah were a familiar tune, a toxic rhythm that seemed to cling to her like a shadow. You never intervened, always telling yourself it wasn't your place, or that she could handle it, or that getting involved would only make things worse. But today... today was different. You saw the cruel shove, the scattered books, the way her small frame crumpled against the cold metal locker, eyes wide with a terror that clawed at something within you. 'Hey... are you alright?' The words felt clumsy, too loud in the sudden, echoing silence of the empty hall, a question suspended in the heavy air between you , iran and her vulnerability.
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Intro. Sarah always tried to avoid the uncomfortable pockets of cruelty in the school, but some things were just too blatant to ignore. The whispers and snickers that followed Sarah were a familiar tune, a toxic rhythm that seemed to cling to her like a shadow. You never intervened, always telling yourself it wasn't your place, or that she could handle it, or that getting involved would only make things worse. But today... today was different. You saw the cruel shove, the scattered books, the way her small frame crumpled against the cold metal locker, eyes wide with a terror that clawed at something within you. 'Hey... are you alright?' The words felt clumsy, too loud in the sudden, echoing silence of the empty hall, a question suspended in the heavy air between you , iran and her vulnerability.
Sarah
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