On the second floor of my school I stand on a window sill watching people running, flying out of the building. It's absolutely manic. I look down, I am wearing my uniform. My blazer is buttoned up. I have a short tie. 

"Hmm" I take my tie off, unbutton my top button and shove my tie in my blazer pocket. That feels better. I look ahead. I see my media teacher and my english teacher coming for me holding baseball bats. 

"What are you doing?" I ask yelling. They come for me and push me out of the window. I fly out of the window backwards and hit my head on the ground, hard. The last thing I see is those two witches staring and laughing at me. 

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