68 - Benjamin's father

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Michael only shrugged and didn’t even wait for me to first. He made the way out of the Student council premises. We didn’t talk the whole way to the art classroom. There wasn’t really anything we could talk about. But the silence was giving me chances for my conscience to run wild. I knew I didn’t behave fairly. I should have done things differently. I wasn’t being fair to neither Michael nor Benjamin. And most importantly, to myself. And there was no escaping from this. Even though all I wanted to do was to become an invisible nobody and just disappear into a faraway country, where I wouldn’t have to deal with anything. I wouldn’t have to deal with the spoiled brats of this school… We entered the classroom, which was already full of students, who had just returned from one of the other l

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