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The rhythmetic tic tic of the clock tased me as it mixed with the tapering of someone's pen behind me. Five minutes felt like a lifetime. The teacher was droning on about something while the rest of us tried to stay awake. Bored was an understatement. I kept my gaze apon the clock, watching it's every move as if my life depends on it. I can't wait to get out of this hell hole. All I have to do is wait for that toe curling sound, then I was out of here. Adios to those books of torture and agonizingly long hours of studying. Hello beaches and palm tree. Bring it on summer, I've been waiting for you. It's so close now, it's as if I can taste it. Feal it.
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Summer
Short StoryIt's the last day of school , only a few more minutes to go, until it's all beach and bikini lines. A world of fun awaits.
