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Saldivar: A Narrative Analysis
During lunch I feel like I want to scream! Phyllis Lopez and Sylvia Saldivar Must be working against me! I don’t know how long I can keep my anger inside. Finally I get home, run to my room, and I scream. I don’t know for how long, but my mom comes in and says, “I know you’re excited, but you shouldn’t scream out your excitment.” For some reason my eyes start to tear up again. I start bawling again, and I can’t stop. As soon as I finish my mom says, “What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did something happen at school?” I nod. She asks me, “What?” I start talking. I tell her everything. About Mrs. Price, Sylvia Saldivar, how much the sweater disgusted me, and Phyllis Lopez. I also say, “I’m pretty sure that Phyllis and Sylvia are going
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