Today around 1:50, I was walking through the school foyer with my friend Kelsey after 5th hour. As we were walking, she told me that we needed to stop at the attendance window to pick up her tennis shirt. We were leaving early for our meet and got to skip all of our 6th hour classes. She picked up her shirt from the window and as we were leaving the foyer, we hear what sounded like gun shots coming from behind us. We looked at each other in fear and then turned around and looked behind us. As I turned around, I saw people running, screaming, and diving to the floor. Kelsey and I didn't know what to do. So we turned around again to look and people were running and pushing past us yelling run, run, run. So what do we do? We sprint for the band hallway up ahead and run down to the band rooms as fast as we could (but of course we check to make sure that our adorable student teacher is safe first). We run into the band room and into the locker room where all the instruments are stored. After about five minutes of waiting it out in the locker room, the principal comes over the loud speaker and announces that it was only fire crackers and that whoever set them off would no longer be a student at our school. Well that's just great to hear. Now the whole school knows that the staff doesn't even know who did it. The sad thing is that this was the most interesting thing that happened all day.
Pelekania
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