Five Card Story: After School

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As the last bell for class rang, Mara jumped out of seat eager to get out of the red brick walls that inclosed her six hours a day. She sighed as she grabbed her books and thought about what she was going to after she got out and-
“Can you move, please?”
Mara looked up from where she was standing and found herself looking into the eyes of one of her male classmates. He smirked and shook his head, messing his already disorganized short brown hair. Realizing she was blocking the doorway to get out of the classroom, she quickly mumbled an apology to the now apparent line of annoyed teenagers that was behind her, and ran out of the doorway. She met the cool outside air as the damp mist surrounded her. She was always lost in her thoughts, but now she could finally get started on what she had been working on for the last three months. It could change the world forever. She quickly made sure she was out of sight, and then ran to the overflowing garbage bins that sat outside the brick walls of the school. She found what she was looking for, the old box of discarded “Home Science Tools.” She hastily grabbed the box, careful to not break anything, and sprinted across the dead, frosty, grass field towards the rusty red bridge that crossed over the river to her house. She ran harder, running across the bridge, each breath she exhaled releasing a little cloud of air in front of her. The sun was starting to set, and just as she was rounding she felt a hand behind her, pushing hard. Before she could regain her footing, she slipped off and crashed in the ice cold river, sinking to the bottom.

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As the last bell for class rang, Mara jumped out of seat eager to get out of the red brick walls that inclosed her six hours a day. She sighed as she grabbed her books and thought about what she was going to after she got out and- 
“Can you move, please?” 
Mara looked up from where she was standing and found herself looking into the eyes of one of her male classmates. He smirked and shook his head, messing his already disorganized short brown hair. Realizing she was blocking the doorway to get out of the classroom, she quickly mumbled an apology to the now apparent line of annoyed teenagers that was behind her, and ran out of the doorway. She met the cool outside air as the damp mist surrounded her. She was always lost in her thoughts, but now she could finally get started on what she had been working on for the last three months. It could change the world forever. She quickly made sure she was out of sight, and then ran to the overflowing garbage bins that sat outside the brick walls of the school. She found what she was looking for, the old box of discarded “Home Science Tools.” She hastily grabbed the box, careful to not break anything, and sprinted across the dead, frosty, grass field towards the rusty red bridge that crossed over the river to her house. She ran harder, running across the bridge, each breath she exhaled releasing a little cloud of air in front of her. The sun was starting to set, and just as she was rounding she felt a hand behind her, pushing hard. Before she could regain her footing, she slipped off and crashed in the ice cold river, sinking to the bottom. 
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