TRTC/Backpack
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No choice you think, who knows what they already did to you backpack. You grab your pants and slide it on, the cold wet fabric makes you squirm and struggle to get the pants over your waist. You hear voices and laughter, quickly you grab your shirt and hop into a stall.
"Haha! Did you see her face? So red!"
Laughter.
"I know! She got what she deserved. What should we do with her backpack?"
They have my backpack. you feel rage as your shirt makes its way over you body.
"Soak the stuff inside!"
Right as you burst out of the stall the door opens and...
Sarah; the girl you laughed at
stands in the doorway.
