Personal Narrative-Running In School

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My palms are sweaty, my excitement is at an all time high. For once in my life, I’m ready to leave a while before we can go, and I'm ready to fly down the hallway once I get out of the classroom. It is the day that the results for the chorus solos come out and everyone who tried out was so excited including myself. All through the day, I have been that kind of like nervous, excited thing. The school day was long and boring and finally, I hear the lady from the office on the loudspeaker say “walkers and bikers can go!” That was me! I rush down the hallway obviously speed walking because I'm not allowed to run in school. The funny thing is that its like a NASCAR race, everybody racing to see the results first. I’m in the lead,

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