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THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 48

Down the Stairs

Today,
not for the first time,
someone tried to push me down the stairs.
They
didn’t succeed the first time
because I grabbed the banister
to
steady myself for the next time,
and the person tripped me down the stairs.
I
caught myself at the bottom,
my hands scraped, full of grit from the floor.
Light lines of blood welled up,
and I heard feminine laughter.
I heard her say, “Sneak.”
She scuffled away before I could see her,
but I could see the word on my locker
pulsing in my head like a migraine.
Sneak. Sneak. Sneak.

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