Maggie sighed heavily as she entered her house, the weight of the day’s events still lingering in her mind. She carefully set her backpack down by the door and flopped onto the couch, feeling utterly drained. It had been one of those days where everything seemed to go wrong, and Maggie couldn’t shake off the feeling of frustration that had been building up since she left school.
She closed her eyes and replayed the scene in her head, the confrontation with Sarah and her friends that had escalated into a heated argument. Sarah had been relentless in her teasing, poking fun at Maggie’s glasses and calling her names. Despite Maggie’s attempts to ignore her, the words had stung, and she had finally snapped, lashing out in anger.
But now, sitting in the quiet of her living room, Maggie felt a sense of regret wash over her. She knew that fighting back hadn’t been the right thing to do, even if Sarah had been asking for it. She wished she could take back her words, erase the memory of her outburst, but she knew that wasn’t possible.
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