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Rain droplets were bucketing down the sky rapidly, as deafening pitter platter sounds penetrated through my pillows, to my ears. I pressed on to my ears as hard as I could. I was shaking like a leaf, as I shivered as though I was in the Arctic. I immersed myself into softness of my wool blanket that provided me with endless warmth.

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The alarming alarm clock woke Maisy up. To her sudden realisation of the time, she quickly wore an aged overcoat that came from her wardrobe. She rushed off hurriedly with the echoed sound of the door being slammed.

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As I stepped into his room, I was flabbergasted by the messiness of his room. Pieces of used canvases were all over the floor. Paint was splattered all across the once white walls of his room. The look of his room was a huge contrast to his look of a "prim and proper" artist. As i pondered on how he even calls this his room, I kicked over a cup of noodles placed on the floor

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It was raining cats and dogs. I was shivering intensely and my teeth were chattering. It was extremely nippy and the sheer rain by itself stopped me in my tracks. It was impossible to move on.

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It was a slow morning ,Maisy took a quick glance at the clock and again. She stared at the clock in disbelief as if she had time travelled. Slapping herself back to reality ,she switched her outfit ,grabbed her frayed overcoat with little life left. Not forgetting to slam the door, she went for a hundred metre dash in attempt to catch the bus.

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When I entered my brothers room, i was greeted by the piles of filthy and unwashed clothes by the door. As i walked past the pile, a stench of smell invaded my nostrils. Clothes and books scattered all around the floor like treasures in a dungeon. There were so many clothes on the floor, that I am sure if I pile it up it will be as tall as Mount Everest. As i walked every tile, my toes could feel the greasiness of the tile. I curled my toes up in disgust.

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With every oscillation of the grandfather clock´s pendulum, Maisy´s panting quickened and more sweat built up on her  forehead like condensed water droplets on the surface of a cold bottle. With the speed and efficiency of a well-oiled machine, she slipped on her torn hand-me-down overcoat  and thrust through the door, followed by the chain of cacophonous clangs coming from the forceful impact of the door hitting the wall.

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Taking test is nerve-racking for me, so much so that every time I take one, my head will start to spin , I will start perspiring an ocean's worth of sweat. My breathing would also become extremely shallow and quick, as if I had just ran an triathlon that spanned the entire globe

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When one entered the room, they are greeted by a foul scent. Overthrown by the unpleasant sight of piles that consist of smelly, stinky, sweaty clothing, one could also find sheets of paper and overdue homework disorganised and thrown over the tabe. Everything looked like an evil lair that belonged to a mad scientist.

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As I walked into the examination hall, I could feel my heart starting to race as fast as a roller coaster and sweat dripped down the side of my cheeks profusely. When I flipped over the test paper, butterflies filled my stomach and my mind went blank.

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Paul walked into examination hall that was filled with tension and people anxiously flipping their notebooks vigorously, just minutes before taking the crucial national examination. His hands clammy and his heart was beating out of his chest, he sat down with butterflies in his stomach. When the minute hand stroked twelve , he picked up the pen with his hands trembling , mentally reassuring himself that everything was going to be alright .

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The alarm clock rang and Maisy jumped up from the couch. She made her way to her closet where she grabbed her worn out, tattered overcoat. She grabbed her keys and yanked the door open, bolting out of the door like lightning as the door shut with a loud bang behind her.

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It was raining a hundred inches every second. My skin was as cold as ice and as white as a piece of paper. I was shivering in the wind like snails in the sea song.

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Maisy woke up to the blaring sound of her alarm clock. she rushed her hands through her clothes in her wardrobe, looking for her favourite coat. she then threw on her fossilized, paper-thin overcoat with the buttons on it hanging on by a loose thread. She then zoomed out the house as if her house was on fire.

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Mary got prepared for her first day at school by donning on freshly pressed uniform. She carefully pinned on her name tag with every inch aligned at the bottom of the collar. Before she stepped out of the house, she checked, not once but twice, her attire to ensure that she had everything on.

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Maisy awoke to the blaring sound of her alarm clock as she realised she was late. She jumped out of bed and ran to her wardrobe to pick out an outfit that would suit the chilly breeze outside. She ran her hand across the abundance of clothes but could not find a proper coat that was not ripped in a spot or two. She dug deeper into her wardrobe and finally unearthed an old relic of hers, her old overcoat. She lifted it to the light, its yellowish tinge showing, shook it a bit and a layer of dust fell off of it. She hurriedly plunged her hands into the arm holes and darted into the kitchen to grab a slice of cold bread to eat while she ran to the train station while the first snowflakes of the day were beginning to fall.