Big Pam pushed me down on the playground and the next morning Grandmommy took me to school. She walked me alllllllll around the playground looking for Big Pam. I saw her, but I told Grandmommy she wasn't there that day. I was afraid for Big Pam. Grandmommy said, "Oh, I know she's here. That's her over there. But you don't wanna say nothin'."
How did she know?
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