Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. " She wanted to dance. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister. ” He adjusted his glasses on his nose.
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