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I remember when I was in 6th grade , we were having anything but a backpack day, and there was this one girl whose mom was a mortician, and she got a body bag. That day at school, she dragged it through the halls, full of homework and books, and one of the teachers screamed bloody murder. Another kid cried. She had to go get a backpack from the office and put it in her locker.