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"I'm so sorry Ali," my mother whispered, her eyes tearing up as she looked at me. I just stared back blankly; I was numb on the inside, and cold. I felt like my heart was frozen solid. Strong hands gripped my shoulders, squeezing just hard enough that I blinked and looked into the face of Mom's fiancé, Richard. I had never liked him, not since the first day when we ran into him at the grocery store. He had been too smug, too smooth. But Mom had fallen right for it. Now he looked me in the eyes and smiled sadly, "I'm sorry Alice that you found out this way, but you had to know. Before your feelings got too strong, before you crossed t

It had been barely five minutes and I was ready to leave. I watched as hundreds of students made their way, adopting old habits as though there hadn’t been two months away from this hell hole. There were squeals as girlfriends saw each other and hugged, booming laughter as the boys reacquainted. Darting in between were the frightened freshman, resembling timid mice. The entire scene was so incredibly familiar, so incredibly disgusting.   Of course I had on a smiling mask, saying hi in a sickly high-pitched voice. Nobody knew that I had changed, that the girl standing in front of them was not the same one they had known in May. I wanted