ABBYWhen we got home, our mom was making pasta. Ashley went to meet her in the kitchen, while I went straight to my room. As Ashley chatted away with our mom in the kitchen, I slumped down on my bed, feeling drained from the long day at school. The sound of their voices drifted through the walls, and I could hear snippets of their conversation."How was school, darling?" Mom asked.Ash, always one to share everything, chimed in eagerly. “There's a new boy named Blake, he looks dangerous.”Ash told her about the whole drama in the cafeteria and the tension between David and Blake.Not wanting to listen to their conversation, I brought out my copy of Macbeth and started reading it.As I dove into the world of Macbeth, the sounds of the kitchen faded into the background. I found myself lost in the words, the characters, and the intricate plot.But as I read on, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The play was dark, filled with themes of betrayal and murder. It was a far cry fro
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