This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were ... nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every night. It wasn't anything like her internship teaching which had been in a nice county school. The inner city was brutal. And scary. Leah had wanted to reach out and touch the lives of. ..Gwen...Gwen!" Gwenshouted desperately, the panic and fear building within her."I know what your name is Gwen," Kristy said with a smirk, enjoying herformer stepfather's body jiggle as she desperately tried to say herformer name.Gwen was openly sobbing now, her hands desperately attempting to holdher jiggling assets in place as she made her way towards the stairs. "Ijust have to get away from her," Gwen thought desperately, "if I can getto my room I can lock it and wait for Karen."As Gwen. So it was morning again! And I had been eagerly waiting to know who it was or what he was going to say! So I got ready but skipped breakfast just so that I will be on time and see what he was gonna show.As I climbed on my cycle he came from behind and asked, “Are you ready today?” I said, “Yes! I am, but explain how else I’m not coming with you,” he laughed and kept cycling slowly, saying I’m not saying it in front of our houses and I was forced to cycle alongside him to just hear him out.After. "I'd better get going before the snow gets any deeper."The television switched to the weather man. "I just want to give you an idea of how bad it is out there. Take a look at this shot from the tower cam."The image popped up, which usually gave a wide view of downtown. All Tracy could see was a few feet of thick, fast blowing snow."Now here's the view from the foyer of the studio," the weatherman continued.The video was much the same as that from the tower camera, though Tracy could just make.