MEAN GIRLS HUMILIATE TEEN FOR FAKE SNEAKERS, THEY WON'T BELIEVE WHO STEPPED IN! A STORY OF KINDNESS AND KARMA! My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drum solo against the backdrop of their laughter. Each giggle, each pointed finger, felt like a tiny dagger twisting in my gut. "Dollar store specials, am I right?" Brittany's voice dripped with saccharine sweetness, the kind that curdled in your stomach. I wanted to disappear, to become one with the linoleum floor of Foot Locker. My carefull