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Claudia finished teaching her Algebra lesson and told the class to start on their homework. She decided to talk to a few of the teachers about Dean. She went to the office and asked, "Dean has been gone for a while, hasn't he?" "Yes, he has. we haven't seen him for maybe 4 days." The nice older lady in the office told her to talk to the parents about him not being there.
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"There low. Mainly around 50's and 60's before he went missing. Maybe he's had something else on his mind and not doing his work." George took off his shoulder pads. "Something must be going on. You should go contact his parents. I need to go change." George left the room.
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"My late brother died helping an old man in a gang fight. About nine months later I was born. I was the spare and was always treated that way. When I misbehaved, I was locked in my father's study. I was beaten. Starved. One day I couldn't take it and choked down a bottle of pain pills and alcohol, well before alcohol was illegal. My mom thought it was her fault and walked out. My dad remarried, but my step-mother thinks her sons deserve a perfect sibling. I was abused more and more. So I ran away. That's my life story." Claudia smiled at him. "Depressing huh?"
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"No. I felt hopeless after he was killed. My main inspiration was when my father was attacked. I knew I wasn't going to let them take 2 people from my life so I enrolled." George said as he clutched his fists. "I never found the guy that killed my brother."
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