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Minutes Before
January 1, 2010
Minutes before the bell was suppose to ring it happened. The crash, the screaming, the cries, the pain, the smell of alcohol drowning the air. Right now my fourth block class is letting out, right now my friends are walking down the hall laughing, but I'm not. I never will again. At least the pain is beginning to subside. The feeling of cold concrete and blood still surround me but the pain is gone. Colors and lights begin to fade away, all I cn see now is darkness. Sounds and voices began to slowly drift. It won't be long now.
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