A Dance With Words
My fingers danced across the keyboard, as I was in my own little world. Not noticing the clock ticking, as all I heard was the clicking of the keyboard. Each letter appears and all come together to create a work of art. The sense of pride as my eyes traced along the paper, seeing it complete as a weight was lifted off my shoulders. The loud, pounding ringing of the bell knocked me out of my thoughts, as I was quick to slam the laptop shut. I sigh deeply before picking up my books and computer, leaving the quiet room into the madness of the hallways.
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