The worst thing about my school is that it's filled with ghosts.
There's a World War 2 memorial in the main hall. They won't let us forget and they won't let us start again.
The traditions will always stay the same, the only thing that changes are the faces.
But every room, every hallway, every textbook in the Science Department is full of ghosts.
The concerning thing is that they aren't just mine. There are shadows following every students and every teacher in that wretched building.
But no one really minds. It's Nostalgia after all.
Rachel.
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