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Off to School

I hummed under my breath as I pedaled down the street. Soon I burst forth into song-I love music. I took a deep breath and continued my song. I changed the gear on my bike as I rode down-hill. The day was clear and bright, the sky was blue, with cotton-candy consistency clouds. The tall pine trees framed the lake far away; It was the perfect day!

Not too cold, not to hot. I exhaled. Yes, today would be enjoyable.

So I thought.

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