22/03/23

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I sit in a silent classroom covered in a cold sweat, my knee shaking, the only voice I hear is the student presenting now. I bite my nails as my nerves get worse knowing I'm presenting next, I know it's only a presentation but my mind makes me think it'll determine my whole future, and how people see me, I hear the student stop talking as they are finished their presentation, I just say I'm sick and go home, it's the same every week.

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