I lie in the fields, the long grass surrounding me, daisies, daffodils, blue sky, sunshine. The grey, fluffy dog bounds through the grass like a lamb. She comes up, licks my hand, I giggle, its ticklish.
I jump up, and run, free, dog at my heels. I spin and twirl the world quiet and yet alive.
And the the bell wrings, i return back to the drab grey classroom.
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