What is it
What draws me to it
The town line is my favourite place to be.
I can't come back if I leave.
But what's past it that is so different from here?
It's a land without magic, for sure, but why am I so drawn?
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My name is (y/n). I have an important job in this town. Well, I'm often told it's important.
I teach a class at the very back of the school that no one enters. It's really just a handfull of kids with high test results who were put here to do harder work.
Don't get me wrong, I like teaching. But sometimes I wanna see more of the world than here.
If I'm gonna go for a break, skip to chapter 2.
If I'm getting called to speak to a couple of kids who just did something bad, stay here.The phone rang and a voice came on.
"We gotta problem. Come to room 9 and help"
I explained where I was going and that I would be back.
No one looked up from their work though, so I don't think they really cared.
I was about to get to room 9 when a crashing sound came.
A black cloud of dust filled storybrooke and I knew exactly what was happening.
Damnit Gold! Whad'ya do this time huh?
And unfortunately, a kid from the class got sucked in.
That was my best friends daughter. Of course, I jumped in to save her. forgetting the concequences, I pushed her out and within a second me and the smoke disappeared.
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