The door opens, and
she walks in. She walks so swiftly almost as if she wishes to not be seen. Her
hair covers her eyes until she takes her seat. I try not to stare but there is
something different about her, I just can't put my finger on it. When she walks
she stares at her feet, and wears clothes that you would see on a eleven year
old. She lifted her head and her eyes were filled with the fear of being
judged. I could tell she prayed not be to seen.
The Hunchback of
Notradame has better posture then she does. I try to talk to her but she keeps
blowing me off like I'm that annoying fly buzzing around the room. When she
finally talked she sounded scared to death. I couldn't help but to wonder , why
was she acting so odd? The teacher said her Melinda -- I figured that was her name. She nodded her head enough for Mr.Jones to see she was here.
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