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The bell goes signalling the end of the day, I grab my books and paperwork placing it into my bag, then walk out of the library. As I walk down the corridors, I try to go as slow as possible as I want to stay out of the massive crowds of students stampeding to get out of school, that's another thing I question; why does everyone want to rush out of here? I mean it's not like if you don't leave within 60 seconds the doors are going to be locked and anyone left inside will be forced to work for the rest of time. My feet take me to my locker, I enter my code and transfer my books from my bag to my locker and as I bring my hand to push it closed, I hear my name being called, well, at least what I think is my name as I still have my earphones in from listening to music whilst studying. I pull
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