Do the hands of the clock ever actually move? I watch and watch and watch ... sitting there and watch. Still, I don't see them move. Still, that is all those hands are: still. Has time frozen?
I don't even know why I am here. I didn't do anything wrong ... no matter what anyone says.
Actually, I don't have that much time left -- but it seems like I have been here already forever. I just don't see how I can bear this final leg ...
It's 2:58, there are only 17 more minutes till the middle school kids go home. This is the last Friday for this school year. All the others are outside running around and signing yearbooks. The others here in five of the classrooms are stuck with detention.
15 minutes now ... will time ever pass?
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