Thoughts Replayed

It was the first day of school. The hallways were filled with students rushing to get to their classes. Who knew such small towns could have so many kids?

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It settled down as the hallways emptied, and no one stood in front of their newly found lockers. It was finally peaceful to slowly walk to class before the bell would chime. As you enter down the hallways, you realize that it is quite bland and small. Or is it like that depending what Grade you are in?

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You get to class right as the bell rings, you're late on your first day. Your brand new teacher, and classmates all turn around and stare as you attempt to make your way to the empty desk.

"Name please." Your brand new teacher will ask you aggresively. Now everyone is staring until you say your name. So many thoughts start going through your head, as they continue to ask you for your name. Why is it so tough?

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You finally escape, barely surviving your very first class in hopes you'll be able to survive the hoards of people heading for their lockers.

You then realize that you have more classes to go to.

Nobody knows you.

No teacher will know you.

The brand new teachers will ask you your name.

You might be late again.

Everyone will stare at you as you walk into class.

The same thing will happen next year

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You come to a realization that your thoughts will be replayed.

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