Tuesday, 14 June 2011

12 Days Later

It's been 12 days since I got off school. My exam room was a room that everybody seemed to hate, I hated it too. It's strange how when you're in a classroom you hate with people you're used to, like they're your school family, you learn to love that room. It becomes the safe place amongst the chatter, the noise, the "I'm sure I failed that exam!!" and the high-pitched screaming and laughing that filled the corridors, the canteen and almost everywhere. You could just shut the door to your classroom and there were people studying and people chatting but you were used to working with that chatter. Sometimes the wrong place can be the best place because you all have to get used to it.


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