The bell rang as it crashed my dream.
I was busy getting my things like all the other kids here at Hollandus United.
People were scrambling out as they headed to the next part of their otherwise boring and saddening day.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Garth leaving with all of his things.
Or rather…one page from his notebook came out without him knowing.
I discreetly picked it up after he left the room (thank goodness, he sat front and center while I was in the back of the class) and he couldn’t see me at all.
I started reading it, and I couldn’t believe what was written on it.
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