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English Coursework I stand staring out at the deserted playground. The rain lashes down hard on the windows and the wind howls around. I look around me and the carpeted floors have wet muddy footmarks stamped upon them, as individual crispy curled autumn leaves are blown though the doors as children rush in from the bitter weather. Their cheeks are a rosy pink and the cold crisp morning has left their hands like ice blocks. I enter the dining area and am filled with a sense of warm comfort as the heat from the kitchens sweep around me. However, the faces of my friends do not fill me with such joy. They enter looking lethargic and wind blown. Then in comes a puny first year. Tears roll down her face as a teacher approaches her. I look down to see a colossal hole in her tights, her skirt covered in the last...

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