Collins Hill High
We all have that feeling. The twisting and churning ball of nerves in the pit of our stomachs'. It's the nervousness, it's the fear. It's the first day of high school...
My alarm clock starts chirping its annoying song at 6:45 AM, hopefully enough time to get to the sad reminder of a new school day (bus) by 8:00 AM. I roll out of bed as slow as a snail and begin my morning scratches and stretches. The spiral staircase leading to the heart of the house seems to be a never-ending sequence of morning routines. Step, step, step, scratch. Stpe, step, yawn. Step, ste- AAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
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next chapter coming soon!!!