Personal Narrative: Ripley Richardson's Office

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I slithered through the group of people crowding the fine arts room and sat in the back corner. I prayed that I would have an extra day to go over my video, that in my opinion thoroughly sucked. My peers started sharing their movies and I began drowning in my thoughts. “ Ripley Richardson, please come to the office”
I was startled due to having my name called on the intercom to 2500 students. I gathered my schoolwork and headed to the office. While walking down the lonely halls I pondered why I was summoned to the office. I entered the office that smelled of old people and pencil shavings, but when I walked in I seemed to get a look of pity from the Westwood staff. I pushed that aside and walked to the principal’s office. “ Are you Ripley

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