The next night I followed my routine, and just as I was finishing I saw her the owner of Locker 111. She was walking down the hall as if going to a class it seemed. I caught up to her and she smiled. You listened and now I get to move on for that is all I needed someone to listen to me. There was another student that did harm, and you knew her for she was the one that killed me at my locker. She got what she deserved, but I wandered the halls till you started working here.
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Mark Graham
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