poem 15 First day of freshman year. My heart slams in my chest and rattles my rib cage. I hear my shoes squeaking on the linoleum floor. I glance at my phone. Ten minutes until the bell rings. My best bet is to hide out…
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poem 15 First day of freshman year. My heart slams in my chest and rattles my rib cage. I hear my shoes squeaking on the linoleum floor. I glance at my phone. Ten minutes until the bell rings. My best bet is to hide out…