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I walked away from the teachers and I started to head back to the car. I was halfway there when I heard someone running up behind me. I turned around and I saw one of the teachers. She was out of breath and she was holding a piece of paper in her hand. "I think I have an answer," she said.

I followed her back into the school. She led me to a classroom and she handed me the paper. It was a list of names. "These are the students who are transferring out of the school," she said. "We need to find their families and tell them."

I looked at the list and I saw my daughter's name. "We need to find her family and tell them," the teacher said. "She's transferring out of the school."

I was about to say something, but the teacher was already running away. I turned around and I started to run after her.

I caught up to her in the school's hallway. "Which family is my daughter's transferring to?" I asked.

"I don't know," the teacher said. "I don't have that information."

"You have to have that information," I said. "She's my daughter."

"I'm sorry," the teacher said. "I don't have that information."

I was about to say something else, but the teacher was already running away. I turned around and I started to run after her.

I caught up to her in the school's cafeteria. "Which school is my daughter transferring to?" I asked.

"I don't know," the teacher said. "I don't have that information."

"You have to have that information," I said again.

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