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It is the exact moment , i have to go , to meet the director . He is in his office all day so i am going to find him , i have to rush up before the school close . I brought with me the paper conserved on a file and then my purse . I went to the place where i am supoosed to go and to give him what he wants . On my way to the hallway , i was running , hopping to get on time , i knocked the door . He showed up , greated me and pointed to the chair with his big hand so i can sit . I sit confortably but then everything changed i am not felling alright anymore , my hands are sweating to mush from stress and my legs can't stop moving . Maybe it is because i am afraid of his reaction , his way of seeing things , his judgement on my article and his frightening look . He had a wrong
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