Write a story about a character revisiting their old school as an adult.
Maybe it is a happy reunion, or maybe they are loath to go back there.
As I walked through the familiar halls of my old high school, memories flooded my mind. It had been nine years since I transitioned from male to female, and returning to this place felt like stepping into a time capsule. The whispers and stares that once haunted me were now replaced with confidence and self-assurance. I had come a long way since then.
As I made my way to the cafeteria, I noticed ...
As I pull up, the now
Tattered banners with
The old school logo
Dangle from rusted metal poles
The broken doors
Have fallen of their hinges
As I approach
When I step inside,
Old locker doors
Snap and fall with
Clangs to the floor
This place was once
My home. And I loved it
People sprinting through
The long hallways,
The spot where I met my husband
Footsteps distract me
I turn around
Coming back to Xithurald High School was the last thing Obahri thought he would ever do.
It’s not like he was the loser of the school, he had popularity. But he didn’t have the loyalty from certain people, or the love he wanted.
He was surprised the school gates were still open, even after school had just finished today.
It had been eleven years since he last been here, which means he skippe...
As I opened the door, the familiar smell of mashed potatoes wafted into my nose. At first glance, such an ordinary smell that every child smells at least once in a while from their kitchen awakened years of memories in me. First friendship, first love and later a relationship that must have ended for some petty reason. I saw it all clearly in front of me as a film in which I was cast as the lead. ...
I sit in my car, staring at the sprawling building in front of me. Though it was an extremely small school, with class sizes typically down to around 60 by graduation, it always felt like the kind of place that went on forever. I had never seen all of it. I doubted I ever would.
Getting out and walking up to the door felt like a reflex, one I’d forgotten I had- like when the doctor taps your kne...
The halls were just as narrow and grim as Charlie remembered when he was last here. A shiver ran down his spine as he passed the food hall. The food at the counter was now rotting and looked like shit.
“Guess some things never change” Charlie muttered whilst examining the dingy classrooms....
I turn the knob on locker 107 just like I did the the third grade. Right 42, left 12, right 27. The locker pops open: they haven’t changed the codes of the lockers in 25 years.
It’s empty, obviously, because it’s summer, but my name is still written on the bottom of the blue metal door in sharpie.
I close the locker and walk down the hall through the dimly lit alls and the cheap white tile floo...
Does anyone remember the acronyms we had for school as children? Like seven cruel hours of our life. Funny, huh? Not until it’s true.
I graduated just 7 years earlier before revisiting. The place was closed down just 2 years after, and then burnt after 2 of being closed.
Outside the school, everything seemed great. The lawns were lush, everything was nice and tidy out by the front, the signs...
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