Who would have known that a fifth grade graduation could rip your pounding heart out?
There was a boy named Fredrique Dumbeldore. He walked into his fulgent 5th grade classroom one last time, hearing the pandemonium of rusling chairs and the screeching of dancing desk’s.He grabbed a black ,rough chair and held it in the air as he sat off into the school hallway for one last time. Twinkling threads of light rained down on Fredrique’s blistering eyes.As Fredrique reached the end of the long hall everything slowed down.Almost as if time had stopped.Fredrique suddenly heard the loud pattering of marching feet
There was a boy named Fredrique Dumbeldore. He walked into his fulgent 5th grade classroom one last time, hearing the pandemonium of rusling chairs and the screeching of dancing desk’s.He grabbed a black ,rough chair and held it in the air as he sat off into the school hallway for one last time. Twinkling threads of light rained down on Fredrique’s blistering eyes.As Fredrique reached the end of the long hall everything slowed down.Almost as if time had stopped.Fredrique suddenly heard the loud pattering of marching feet