Closing the lockers, I head to class.

I smile at friends and laugh at jokes.

A normal day really.

The clock is ticking, counting my last moments.

Of course, I don't know that.

Pencils glide on paper and chairs scoot across the floor.

A normal day really.

Announcements come on, but no one cares.

Muffled voice panicking, sobbing over the microphone.

No one hears him.

Voices calling down the hallway. Running.

Swearing as they pass our class.

A normal day really.

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Kids shuffle to the door, wondering what is causing the disturbance.

Realization crashes over everyone. Slamming doors.

Hiding under desks, a stupid idea really.

Boots pass the door.

Crying. Shh. Abrupt silence.

A wildly beating heart 

Praying

Cell phones dialing

Mom.

Help

Save me

Don't come in here

911

thudthudthud

Shattered glass

whimper

boots

blood

ooze

ooze

splatter

ooze

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