At the Principal’s Office

On November 7, 2013 by Administrator

Gold-flecked eyes peered from beneath bushy bangs, like a lion cub prowling,

lost and bewildered. His face was drawn, with two red patches staining his pale
cheeks; his lips quivered as he fought desperately for control. His ears were
ringing, and he couldn’t hear anything beyond the sound. He bounced lightly on

his seat, sweeping his gaze around the room restlessly, and wringing his chubby

little hands.



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