My Reading Autobiography

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When I walked into my U.S. history class my teacher told me that my reading teacher was calling me. When walking to my reading teacher’s class all I thought was “What could I have done wrong?” I just knew I was in trouble. Slowly I walked across the hallway where Mrs. Douglas classroom was, my reading teacher. I approached the door and I see her at her desk with two other students standing at her desk, Crystal and Nicole. As I walked up to her desk all the students in the classroom looked at me like as if I had seven slimy slugs stuck all over my face. The moment I stood in front of her desk alongside to the two other girls I felt my heart begin to beat super-fast, the palms of my hands sweating, and my cheeks turning the color of a rosy red
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