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money. Halfway through that fifth grade year there was no money out on anyone's desk.
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I had just started my new paragraph when the classroom door opened and a woman and a fat blond girl walked in. Sharon sits behind me and I heard her say, "Ugh." Diane sits beside me and she whispered, "I hope she isn't going to be in this room."
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Elsie was gross. Her eyes were squished above cheek bubbles of fat. Her chin rippled down her neck. She really didn't have a waist except where her stomach bulged out below her chest. Her legs looked like two bed pillows with the ends stuffed in shoes. I knew everyone hated having Elsie in our room.
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My mother says I should be nice to everyone. Either school was different when she was young or she just doesn't remember.
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