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Where is the Trash Can?


My heart pounds as we walk up the stairs

"Thump Thump"

It echos in my eardrums

I take my seat, number 105 is plastered on my shirt

"Thump Thump"

The first person takes there spot behind the line, they begin singing

My self-confidence deflates like a balloon, I can't do this

"Thump Thump"

My heart races faster and faster, I feel cold, hot, and sick all at once

I stand up and my eyes search for the nearest trash can or window to jump out of

"Thump Thump"

It is my turn

I race down the stairs with the rest of the group

"Thump Thump 

It's over, I'm done

The End

 

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