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8th Grade Narrative
It’s the first day of 8th grade and everything was normal, the bus ride was the same as the year's previous ride. High schoolers were yelling at the little kids to sit in the front of the bus and the elementary kids yelling at each other across the seats. The closer the bus got to school the colder I got. I was pulling my sweatshirt closer around me to try to get warmer but that wasn't working; It was like the cold was under my clothes seeping into my bones.
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