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I dread for the bell to ring.
Anxious for this moment to stay this way forever.

The bell rings
And the battle begins.

They come from everywhere.
Left,
Right,
On foot,
Even by air it seems.

I begin my maze,
and often come across road blocks along the way.

Dodging
them
is
like
dodging
bullets,
But I manage.

I scramble my way through the jam,
in the hopes of making it to my next class.
I burst through the door
Breath heavy,
legs tired,
And my hair and clothes a mess.

I survived the hallway.