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Call me names.
I hear their wicked laughs,
FOUR EYES!STICK!UGLY!
I hold back my tears,
as the rage buids within me,
and my heart starts racing.
The worst thing I could do was be as bad as them and call them names too.
But all of a sudden I scream,
and the teachers rush towards us,
and just as they arrive I'm gone.
Realizing what I had just done,
I burst out in laughter.
At least I didn't say anything mean.
The shocked look on their faces was priceless.
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