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Clara’s Day

When I was 15 and a half years old, I took all my clothes off for a morning assembly in front of the whole school. Then I went through school completely naked. One or two people giggled. I went out until I came to the entrance lobby. The Entrance lobby was empty. I opened the glass door out to the lobby and went out. I'd been here before with my mother while I waited for an interview with the head. I went along the corridor to the room shape, which also was empty. I sat on a table. After about a minute Mrs. Mayhew came in with my shoes and my clothes. She said: "I should put these on now, Clara" and stood beside me while I took it on. "Would you like to go home?" She asked. I just answered otherwise please.

The next morning came all over to me and said, "Well done" or just to pat me on my back. I was called in to the heads office. The head was busy and she just looked up and said "hello Clara, sit down." Then the head asked me: "There ... Well now ... so what was all that about, this morning?" "I do not know" I replied. "I daresay you do not. Where you trying to attract attention? ". I replied: "Well, I would, would not I? Doing a thing like that. I mean - you'd be bound to. "The head said:" Well ... That's a fine point, I think. How do you fell about it now? "I answer that I do not really feel anything. So asked the head about how it went home? Now I answered that I had not particularly good at home. The head also told me that I could always talk to her about all between big or small thing. When I got home I went into the kitchen where my mother sat and drank tea and read a magazine. "Hi," she said. "Any news" she asked. What she always asked. I said that there was no news and the mother began to read further in the magazine. Then Stan came. Stan was the mother's boyfriend. He was tall and muscular with black hair on his chest. Stan gave me two tickets to a show and said I could take a friend with me. My mom gave me a letter which the head wrote. She opened it and said: "Clara, I simply do not believe it! Stan, just listen to this ... Is not she the most incredible girl! Guess what she did! She took off all clothes here in School assembly and walked out starker, "Then she gave the letter to Stan and they began to laugh at me. Stan read the letter.

Next morning I was sorry. I sat at the dinner table and ate breakfast. Mom and Stan were on his way out the door. They just shouted goodbye and then they ran away.
Now I began to cry. I sat with folded arms and with a face screwed up like a small child's.