The scody yellow liquid gets warmer by the second by the sickening stifling sun. Playing outside the office made us the centre of attention. I feel the eagle eyes watching my every step. My crazy loud teacher starts the game of fill the container. I'm in no hurry so I waddle my way down to the bucket full of yellow water. By the time I've got my one cup Ethans already coming back for more. I bite the side of the plastic cup full of my poisonous antidote ready to drop it off into my jet black container. Why? I ask myself, Why do we have to do this? It’s not even close to fun. But i guess it's better than being inside. I zone back in and the race is almost done. I drop off my last load into my container. Oh well, maybe next time.
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