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We had set up a projector. Before they could cut the feed, the auditorium screen lit up with the montage of harassment, the bruises, and finally, the emails.
A gasp rippled through the Board members. Halloway’s face went the color of ash. He stood up, shouting, “Turn that off! This is unauthorized! This is slander!”
“It’s not slander if it’s true,” I said, my voice cutting through his panic.
Reporters from the local news station, followed by a crew from the Boston Globe, filed in. We had tipped them off. They had the flash drives. They had the story.
Halloway froze. He looked at the cameras, then at me. In his eyes, I saw the exact moment he realized his reign was over.
“I can verify the authenticity of those emails,” she said, her voice shaking but resolute. “I was instructed to delete them. I refused.”
It was a storm that could not be contained.
By Wednesday, Principal Halloway was placed on administrative leave. By Friday, he was fired for gross negligence and misconduct. The investigation that followed exposed a rot that went deep—two other teachers were suspended, and the Superintendent was forced to resign for lack of oversight.
The story went national. “The Oak Creek Scandal” became a case study in school administration failures.
A new anti-bullying task force was formed, led by parents and students—including Lily. Ms. Reynolds was reinstated and promoted to Vice Principal, tasked with overhauling the student welfare system.
But the real victory wasn’t in the headlines. It was in my living room.