chapter 1: Class trips

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"So what exactly happened?" The News Lady said. The world is spinning, I cant see properly. I feel a wave of anxiety wash over me. I'm cold and wet. The lady asks again. I close my eyes and imagine Mr. Lectri standing near me, bringing a sense of comfort to me.

"Get away from her! She's stressed out!" I hear a voice say. I open my eyes to see one of my teachers that stayed back pushing through the crowd. The police try to stop him. He's not giving up though.

"Mr. Locke!" I say, my raspy voice barley makes a sound as I weakly run towards him...

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"Yaaaassss!" I yell standing up from my seat. I sit in the back row, near the door. The teacher just announced our class trip for the year. We are going to an island in the Caribbean. Its a private island, about 157 miles away from Dominica.  The teacher smiles and continues reading the paper.

"We will be going in 2 months, so get your permission slips in" He passes out permission slips. The whole class buzzes with excitement. We don't even do the work assigned. We are all to excited for this trip. My friend Bri tapped my shoulder in the hallway.

"You excited?" she asked brightly.

"Yaaa" I say laughing. We laugh all the way down the hall until we had to part for our next classes. I can only dream of the fun we'll have on this trip.

I wish I knew what I know now.

Sorry this is so short, this is only and introduction.



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