Jack
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my head slowly bobbing, nearly asleep at my desk, the papers blowing gently from the half opened window to the left of me. The teacher writing words in another language, weird oblongish letters. twisted, mangled. My eye lids feel like 10 tons. I stare at the letters and drift off.
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A jolt. A small hitch in the rhythmic beating of my heart. Dèjà vu didn't even begin to describe it. ... My heart stopped, my breath jostled forward, shock rippling through my system. It happened again. For a few precious seconds my mind froze up and, together with my body, went into a complete lockdown. It was the same each time I saw him.

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