Seventh week of band
A mallet hit me in the face.
Jackson only wanted to
Snap me out of my bubble.
I laughed
I never laughed
And through it back at him.
We bantered for about 5 minutes
Until I accidentally hit the teacher.
He looked at us for a moment.
At the smirks plastered on our faces
And laughed along with us.
For the first time since 4th grade
I felt whole.
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The Things I Learned In Band Class
General FictionA reflection of how one class changed my life