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Over the Edge
Sheila keeps provoking us in the following lessons. She’s loud and obnoxious, acting like the world is suddenly revolving around her. And she doesn’t seem like someone who went through a terrible loss at all. She doesn’t even act like she just came from a rough patch in her life. I can’t read her, and it bothers me more than it should. She occupies my thoughts again when I hear her talking to some of our classmates during our last period before lunch. We have beneficial elementary magic, a class I usually thrive in, just like all the other classes that have to do with magic. But in that moment, as I’m saying the incantation, I hear Sheila speak up behind me. “I’m tough, I’ve lived through one of the worst experiences in life, but I’m back here. I’m stronger than ever and I won’t let anyon
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