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A crash Books fall to the speckled linoleu in circles, and stop near feet My feet I don’t recognize the black sandals, or the red toenails, but they ht?

A bell rings

Shrill

I juht as I scope out ive myself away

What kind of bell was that?

Where am I?

Kids with backpacks walk briskly into the roo A school bell They slide into desks, their voices co in volume I see moveathering up books on the floor; a red-faced girl with glasses Before she stands up, she looks atlike fear and then scurries off People are laughing When I look around I think they’re laughing atat

“Charlie!” Someone calls “Didn’t you see that?” And then, “Charlie…what’s your problem…hello…?”

My heart is beating fast, so fast

Where is this? Why can’t I remember?

“Charlie!” someone hisses I look around

Who is Charlie? Which one is Charlie?

There are so lasses…

Aa briefcase He sets it on the desk

The teacher I ah school or college, I wonder

I stand up suddenly I’…walking

“Where are you going,at h a pile of papers He slaps them down hard on the desk and I jump I must be miss Wynwood

“She has cramps!” Someone calls out People snicker I feel a chill creep upat me, except I don’t knoho these people are

I hear a girl’s voice say, “Shut up, Michael”

“I don’t know,” I say, hearing h I clear ain “I don’t know I’m not supposed to be here”

There is lance around at the posters on the wall, the faces of presidents anih school