“Stop it! I’m not shallow, Paulson.” I replied after he just insulted me to my face. He just calmly smiled while smoke exited my ears.
“You, two. Calm down.” The teacher told us.
We both stopped and he just turned around as if nothing happened.
I can’t believe that I was stopped by yet another faculty member.
I wasn’t shallow or artificial. I can’t believe my integrity was questioned like that.
Maybe I won’t be undermined again by being called fake.
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