Unformatted text preview: Run! Act swiftly! Only one minute late, but busses have no remorse for freight. You simply must venture on now. Walk, Almost run. You think, how has this morning crept up? Destination in sight and now begins the final sprint. Slam down your bag Ringing home room bell notes victory. The morning smells defeat. The prize you have won? Not so sweet....
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- Spring '10
- Psychology, The Final, one minute, Megan Wauschek