Chapter 22 - Strange
CAROLINA SUAREZ. My daughter has been shaking her arm since the last five minutes, but still, I insist in grasping it. Regardless of her untiring complains, I remain my hand on her arm, pulling her as we make our way out of this school. There's no way in hell that I would still be in here. I don't want to remember the things that I've encountered today. When we get home, I'll just pretend like nothing has happened, but, that is easier said than done. "Mom, please," Celine begs, hinting a distressed state. "No," I respond quickly in a stern tone. "We have to get home." "Please," my daughter shakes her arm in an attempt to remove my grip. Her voice is quivering in fright. "I'm h-hurting." I ignore her, continuing to drag her upper limb. We need to escape from this place as soon as possi
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