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The Sounds of The Empty Halls
Supplies shuffle around
Students prepare for the next bell
We line up near the door
A loud bang takes place of the bell
Confused and startled
We all look at each other
Like deer in the middle of the road
Another bang echos
This time, we hide
We run and hide under desks and chairs
As if we were prey
A prey trying to avoid being eaten
Sitting quietly but our shakes are loud
Not as loud as the boomings of bullets blasting
Not as loud as the students screams and shreiks
Not as loud as the killers footsteps
Louder, and louder, and louder
We're now texting Mom and dad "Love you"
Hoping it won't be our last
The pace of the predator picks up
Thumps growing louder
But it stops where a figure replaces
What is louder than any gun or footstep
Then the world falls quiet and blank.
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