This one time in middle school, the entire graduating eighth grade class planned to skip the last day of school. Everyone I knew confirmed that this was going to happen, but I was still worried about getting written up for an unexcused absence.
I went. I remember sitting in Latin class without any classmates, as the substitute teacher and I watched the end of “Mission Impossible” together for thirty-eight minutes.
It was awkward.
I went. I remember sitting in Latin class without any classmates, as the substitute teacher and I watched the end of “Mission Impossible” together for thirty-eight minutes.
It was awkward.
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