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. The trio of girls approached the newly laid cement curb, where throngs of young girls in pink lip-gloss fanned and preened like peacocks as rich boys circled round, revving the engines of their father's red cars. A species of vertigo seized him. " "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed. She received into her slack grasp the pistol and dagger, only half aware of taking them.
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