5 minutesA Poem by Casey Melendez The loud bell rings. Class is over. Finally. I enter the madness that is the school hallway. 5 minutes. The hallway resembles that of a madhouse. Students desperately trying to get to their next class in time. 4 minutes. I walk past a group of girls. They just can't believe that she said that to her. Clearly, such a tragedy. I'm almost sad I didn't hear the rest. 3 minutes. I open my locker, opening the floodgates. Various papers from various classes fly at me. 2 minutes. I rush to collect the papers, slam my locker and go. As I turn, I bump into a doe-eyed Freshman. This earns me a glare from Mrs. Whatshername. 1 minute. I begin the trek down what seems like an endless hallway. Just as the bell dings again, I cross the threshold. I made it. I breath a sigh of relief and settle into my desk.
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Added on October 8, 2015 Last Updated on October 8, 2015 |