it hurts me when I see the board like that. a silent storecheck? our storechecks were always so filled with laughter, words, teasings, songs.

it pains me to hear all that they say. because the board used to be so good. we used to love storechecks. we sit in the canteen, holding ourselves back to not go crash storecheck. we still randomly burst into campfire songs. we still have weird gatherings everywhere in school.

no, dont let it die like this.

I had such a bad urge, to smell the store.

we could memorize logist lists. everyone of us knew what everybody else had, because storechecks were a huge mess. those who finished earlier helped those who didnt. no one left alone. parents scolding, tuitions, push and push and push. ending at 7, all the time.

but you see them trickling, in twos, in threes.

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no, it aint supposed to be this way.