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The room went silent This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By Isabella B., Commack, NY

The room went silent.
Lips like magnets, held together with
a force so difficult to pull apart.
Fists clenched together, sweating palms,
fingers cramping.
Anxiety filling the room like a scent.
A gust of smoke devoured the classroom,
Throats of students began to itch.
A boy with a flashback
Knew the exact taste of the breath
of flames.
He began to cough.
Breaking the silence like sheets of ice dropped upon by a pin.
Attention was brought full-on to what the future held,
Are you okay?
I think a fire is starting.
That's a harsh accusation to make.
Smoke dancing through the nostrils of

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