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My Ex-Teacher
It was after school. The students and most faculty and staff were gone. I was alone in Ava Monroe's classroom. She was my former English IV teacher, and we despised each other, but right now, she was in a hypnotic trance, sitting on a stool, wearing a dunce cap and pulling her blouse open while I took photos.

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