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Closing the lockers, I head to class.
I smile at friends and laugh at jokes.
A normal day really.
The clock is ticking, counting my last moments.
Of course, I don't know that.
Pencils glide on paper and chairs scoot across the floor.
A normal day really.
Announcements come on, but no one cares.
Muffled voice panicking, sobbing over the microphone.
No one hears him.
Voices calling down the hallway. Running.
Swearing as they pass our class.
A normal day really.
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Kids shuffle to the door, wondering what is causing the disturbance.
Realization crashes over everyone. Slamming doors.
Hiding under desks, a stupid idea really.
Boots pass the door.
Crying. Shh. Abrupt silence.
A wildly beating heart
Praying
Cell phones dialing
Mom.
Help
Save me
Don't come in here
911
thudthudthud
Shattered glass
whimper
boots
blood
ooze
ooze
splatter
ooze
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