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Tick toc Tick Moi


Pluck. Pluck. Pluck, into the sink.

Loud Whispers. 

Focus, it's time for homework.

Chairs scraping the ground.

In a classroom, in the library. 

People are setting off a bomb inside me.

Tick toc Tick Moi.

Doors slam. 

Violently my leg shakes. 

No! This isn't supposed to be happening!

I'm supposed to be calm, studying. 

Studying my surroundings?

NO! Focus. Close out the noise. Look at your homework assignment. 

Stop your shaking leg.

Read the directions. 

Deep breath. 

Here we go. 

Homework time again. 

 

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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