My First Day
The time I put my boots on
The time I felt that I belonged
The time I heard the commotion outside
The time I felt a sense of pride
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The time I ran my first lap
The time I felt relieved
The time I panted after playing my first handball match
The time I fell laughing after having my first rugby session
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The time I walked home after my after school rugby
The time I slumped into a seat on the train
The time I got off the train to see my mother on the platform
The time I fell into my bed after a long day
I felt a sense of belonging.
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Aayansh Ogra Menon
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