"Why does it have to be perfect everyone wants everything to be perfect first Dad this morning about the B on my test and now you with my homework and today in P.E. while we were running Mr. Turner said, 'Why are you touching that boy?' but I couldn't help it because it was so crowded and we had to have a TALK and Sam said, 'WHAT THE HECK?' and I had to dance with Ben and I hate dancing with Ben because he has a huge mole on his hand and I had to touch it the whole time AND because he's been in my classes since kindergarten and he always pulls up his shirt and dances the macarena." She let out a sob, then paused long enough to wipe tears and blow her nose. "I'm not ready for third grade."
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