
I was pressed up against the wall, heart pounding. Why did they always have to make fun of me? I was just like them, well, maybe not exactly. A strange buzzing noise started vibrating and, with a shock, I realized it was coming from me. I pressed my hand shakily to my heart. Thats where the vibrations were coming from! Whats happening... I mumbled. Whatever it was, it couldnt be normal.
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