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February 10
Everywhere was calm. The rain was slowly coming to an end and I felt at peace with myself. It was drizzling slightly as I crossed the busy road with my school bag. It was the second day of the week and the first working day of the week. I placed my hands on my face as I thought of all the work I had to do before the end of today. I had to make sure that all my notes were complete. I had to do my assignments, copy out figures, and draw diagrams for my biology class presentation. Too much work for me!
The lady who sold at the largest bookstore close to our school had a sour expression on her face when I arrived.
"What can I do for you, young man?" She asked.
"I would like to have some white cardboard paper, a 5B pencil and an eraser," I replied.
The lady's child smiled at me as he watched his mother listen to all I had to say before going inside to get what I wanted.
"This is everything you asked for," the lady said as she dropped the items that I ha
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