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School bells ringing like freedom. Hearing it is like being freed by a captive. Hours of sitting, listening, writing and reading will nearly be compensated. HURRAH! Our most awaited period has come. Lunch time!
I gobbled my lunch as quickly as I could and run straight to the usual place where dwarves are pilling for leisureliness. I bend in, and raised my hand to get picked, and yey! I did. We started to play then run crazily to the hiding spot and tried our best to not get caught. We are people crumpled together in one place, like being imprisoned.
My companion started chit-chatting, laughing and laughing. I tried to shush but my warning seems to get blocked by their ears. Bored of waiting for the "IT" maybe? I peeked and attempted to transfer to another hiding place with trembling feeling that I might get caught. The sun swirled a sturdy light around everyone and a bucked of perspiration fell from everyone's head. I and my companion were very delighted from the feeling of being liberated from its cage like animals in the zoo. And there again the bell ringing, the bell ringing feels like a scissors slashing to everyone's warm fuzzies.
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A sound that signals everyone around the campus to go back to their respective classroom. The sound echoed across the setting where we usually gathered every noon break. And just a flip of an eye we have realized that our feet are leaping together like a drop of a rain going together in a single direction and finally reach our destination. Our classroom.