A TASTE OF CANDY POISON

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 The sun, a gentle giant, was just beginning to peek over the horizon as I pulled out of the driveway. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of dew-kissed grass and the promise of a new day.  The world, still half-asleep, was painted in shades of soft pink and orange, a breathtaking canvas that stretched out before me as I drove.

The road, a ribbon of asphalt winding through the countryside, led me past fields where the morning mist clung to the tall stalks of corn, and forests where the trees stood silent and watchful.  The quiet hum of the engine and the gentle sway of the car lulled me into a state of calm, a feeling of being at peace with the world.

Although,I found it kinda weird to me why would my parents separate me to my twin.I mean how can he go and study in private school while me in public school..

Anyways,as I approached the town, the first signs of human activity began to appear.  The occasional car zipped past, and the faint sounds of distant birdsong filled the air.  But even amidst the growing bustle, there was a sense of tranquility that lingered, a reminder of the beauty that surrounded us, even in the midst of our daily lives.

The school building, a towering brick structure, stood at the edge of a sprawling campus.  As I pulled into the parking lot, the quiet peace of the morning was replaced by a cacophony of sounds – the chatter of students, the ringing of the school bell, and the distant roar of the football team practicing on the field.

I parked the car, took a deep breath, and stepped out into the crisp morning air.  The scent of freshly cut grass and the sound of birds chirping filled my senses, a welcome contrast to the sterile air of the classroom.

  I walked towards the entrance, a feeling of anticipation mixed with a touch of apprehension settling in my stomach.

The school halls were already teeming with students, a sea of faces rushing to their classes.  I navigated the crowded hallways, my backpack slung over my shoulder, a sense of familiarity washing over me. 

The familiar scent of old books and the echo of voices bouncing off the walls were a comforting reminder of the routine that had become my life.

I reached my locker, a small metal box that had held my secrets and my dreams for the past four years.  I opened it, the familiar clanging sound echoing in the hallway.

  I took out my books and papers, the weight of them a tangible reminder of the day ahead.  I slipped my earbuds into my ears, the music filling the space around me, a comforting cocoon against the noise of the world.

With a deep breath, I closed my locker and turned towards the stairs.  The ascent to the third floor was a familiar journey, each step leading me closer to my classroom.

  The hallway was a blur of faces and voices, a constant stream of students rushing to their destinations.  I moved with the flow, a silent observer in the midst of the chaos.

Finally, I reached my classroom door.  I paused for a moment, taking in the sight of the familiar room.  The desks were arranged in rows, the blackboard was empty, and the sunlight streamed through the windows, casting long shadows across the floor. 

I took a deep breath, a feeling of both excitement and trepidation filling my chest.  I pushed open the door and stepped inside, ready to face the day ahead.

I spotted Mark and Adam already settled in their usual spot at the back.Even though I'm kinda 'Nerd',I don't want to sit at the front rows.I went to them and sat between Mark and Adam.