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Weekly Contest #223
I walked slowly to class, tired from grading papers late last night. I checked my watch, there was 10 minutes left until my 8:30pm class. It didn’t matter because they’d all be late anyways. I felt empty walking through the halls, as if I was watching from deep inside my body, as my legs moved of their own accord. I didn’t even stop when I got to where I taught. Opening the door easily, I rarely locked it. Not many kids took my class anyways. Stepping in to look at the empty room. I took a deep breath, and it felt like my hope left my body...
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