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When The Bell Ranged Too Late
  I was a bright girl that was what everyone said. Bright in the classroom, bright in my dreams, bright in how I carried myself. I loved school. I loved the smell of new books, the sound of the bell, and the way my teachers smiled when I raised my hand with answers. My parents were proud of me, especially my mother, who believed education was the only inheritance she could truly give me....
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