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It had been so lonely, after so long at home. It was like a blurry dream from long ago finally coming to life.
School. Never had I missed it so much. I leaped out of the car into the world of crisp air and blue skies I hadn't seen in so long. I hopped onto the school grounds and carefully observed the brick buildings towering above me as a wave of familiarity washed over me.
I was half expecting to see cobwebs hanging from the walls and ghosts roaming the halls, but everything was still there. The smoothly paved carpark, the sturdy buildings. I ran my hands along the mortar creases between the pale orange bricks, peeped through the classroom windows, and yes, the wooden desks were still there, illuminated by the bright sunshine, plastic blue chairs waiting to be filled.
It was as if nothing had changed.
It seemed so bizarre, after all that had, and still continued to happen, that people could move on and act like nothing had changed. But I guess that's what humans are like. We'll experience all kinds of sorrow and pain, but when it's finally over, we'll move on like nothing.
It was then that I spotted my friends in their creamy white buttoned shirts and brown skirts, huddled together in a circle, excitedly sharing greetings and catching up with each other's quarantined lives.
When they saw me, they greeted me loudly, waving me over.
I grinned as I ran to them. My smile was probably too big, my collar likely needed fixing, and I might've had forgotten my locker combination, but at that moment, I didn't care. I was back.
School. Never had I missed it so much. I leaped out of the car into the world of crisp air and blue skies I hadn't seen in so long. I hopped onto the school grounds and carefully observed the brick buildings towering above me as a wave of familiarity washed over me.
I was half expecting to see cobwebs hanging from the walls and ghosts roaming the halls, but everything was still there. The smoothly paved carpark, the sturdy buildings. I ran my hands along the mortar creases between the pale orange bricks, peeped through the classroom windows, and yes, the wooden desks were still there, illuminated by the bright sunshine, plastic blue chairs waiting to be filled.
It was as if nothing had changed.
It seemed so bizarre, after all that had, and still continued to happen, that people could move on and act like nothing had changed. But I guess that's what humans are like. We'll experience all kinds of sorrow and pain, but when it's finally over, we'll move on like nothing.
It was then that I spotted my friends in their creamy white buttoned shirts and brown skirts, huddled together in a circle, excitedly sharing greetings and catching up with each other's quarantined lives.
When they saw me, they greeted me loudly, waving me over.
I grinned as I ran to them. My smile was probably too big, my collar likely needed fixing, and I might've had forgotten my locker combination, but at that moment, I didn't care. I was back.