My Life, Their Game: The Second Chance

alternated between sweet-talking me and threatening me. My father followed

dying. I was also meeting with Mr. Hughes, my guidance counselor. He was t

This time, I told him everything. Not about the app-he would never believe th

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he real SAT. I came home to find my bag

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crossed. "You'll stay at your aunt's house until

her person to pressure me

stay with my friend Sarah. Her parents

you are told!" m

school backpack

g, all the way to my car in the school parking l

med, her face purple with rage. "Af

my arm. I

apped me. Hard.

ed in the quie

guy who ran the school's unofficial news blog, was standing

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