The sound of my heels clicked in quick staccato as I flew down the hallway clutching my breakout box to my chest. The last few students wandered off to lunch, their voices echoing in the stairwell. I burst into the room and made eye contact with the teacher. We practically squealed. Then we set up … Continue reading The First Breakout
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