‘There are many ways to lie.’
She thought, as she walked through the heavy metal doors
Of his office
‘I already said that I just witnessed it.’
She thought as sorrow and shame came over
Her
‘How will anybody ever understand if I tell the truth?’
She thought, as she walked through the empty halls of the school
And turned the corner
‘Nothing will ever be the same.’
She thought as she exited,
And left the scene as a victum.
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