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By the time the women pulled me into the school building, I was too out of breath to keep fighting. I've always heard people say the worst kind of betrayal is the one that comes from those closest to you. But no one had talked about a mother's betrayal, I wonder if it was because it takes your voice with it?
The shock that came with it, was something that told me it was there to stay. Mum talked about doing this to help me, but we all know that by the time I get to leave here, I won't be recognizable to anyone.
The school doors closed behind me, marking my exile.
There was a receptionist in a jumper and wire glasses who barely looked up, acting like she was preoccupied handling a billion-dollar company. The tall one holding my arm announced, "We'll take it from here." And then I
