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My 5-year-old daughter has been giving her lunch to a scary biker every day, and the principal finally called me.School supplies
I got the call at work telling me my five-year-old was in the principal’s office for “dangerous behavior with a stranger,” and I broke every speed limit racing to get there.
When I burst into the principal’s office, Lily was sitting in a chair with tears streaming down her face. Two police officers stood by the window. And the principal, Mrs. Davidson, looked like she’d aged ten years.
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