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in the lunch room your squished sitting at your lunch table shoulder to shoulder you look around and you see kids racing in every direction to get a spot in line for pizza. You see the prolonged line going in and out through tables. Chaos is all around, you here the clanking and banging of lunch boxes slamming on the tables chimming in with the pelting of the rain on the metal roof top and the crackling thunder setting the mood of the school day. Towards the end of lunch you listen closely and hear the slamming of the bathroom doors as people rush before the bell rings.

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Chaos, pure and utter chaos.  The panic held several people as they rushed to find costumes and props.  Time was running out and there was still so much to do.  Shouting, there was a lot of shouting.  People on stage running around trying to set up the stage before the doors open.  Crew members yelling through their walkie-talkies, demanding props and set pieces that had somehow gone missing.  Pushing and shoving as everyone races to get everything in its perfect place. The couches and drawers in the green room are stuffed with props and assigned and unassigned costumes. The carpeted stairs up to the makeup and hair room are lined with high heels, boots, and dress shoes for anyone to take for the poor lost soul that lost a shoe.

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The stench of burnt popcorn seems to stain the walls in this room, being filled with smoke many times a year due to middle schoolers throwing any intellect out of the window. lined with holes to the outside world across the wall, you can sense freedom as it hits your skin through the rays of the sun that the room lets in but never truly being able to get to it. The buzz of hundreds of kids crowding around trying to be first and the ringing in your ears is something that can never be forgotten. lines of kids snaking around the room suffocating you feeling like you have no air, feeling as if you were stuck in a storm cellar. All you can think is how much it makes your head throb

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The bright fluorescent lights and the cold chill hits you right as you walk in. You hear the chatter of fellow classmates that surround you. Right as you sit at the sturdy wooden desks, you catch the teacher proclaiming your tasks are to be handed in. You shudder with fear as you have the realization that the task was not completed

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We walk into the lunchroom as the clock strikes 11:30, the appaling smell of burnt popcorn and noodles fill the hallways with a terribly wrenching smell. The floor is filled with thrown food, slowly decomposing on the crusty tile floors. The dusty molding ceiling panels make everyone lose their appetite. Broken and unplugged microwaves cause students to wait in winding lines surrounding the room.

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The cheer of the crowd filled the air as soon as we walked through the door. The smell of buttery rich popcorn wafted over from the concessions stand as we walked by. The high school gym was a place of chaos during varsity basketball games. The lights were dim in the cafeteria. There was an abundance of small children running around screaming as they couldn't sit and watch the basketball game without needed to get up and move around.The cool winter weather seeped in through the doors as people entered and left.

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The murmur of students working filled the room. Mrs. Oss was scurrying around from table to table to further her students learning. At the front of the class, there was a group of students who were doing something more important. We were playing the wonderful game of SuperTuxCart. This Mario Kart knockoff kept us entertained for days of boring class on end. Mrs. Oss would come to the front to scold us but that didn't stop us. the front of that room holds many Lincoln Christian memories for me. MORE SENSORY DETAIL

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The smell of wet acrylic floods my nostrils and sizzles deep in it. The relaxation is great and comforting. The laughter echos through the voices of students and teachers. The joy is felt instantaneously, when I walk through the door. The rush of complicated creativity is swirling around like a violent tornado. The options of projects are as endless as time.

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Lights, Whistles, Cameras, and lots of fans surrounded the green grass field as the Lincoln Christian Crusaders took the field. The notorious "Christian" displayed across the hill on the south side of the field. Fresh white lines painted across the field with the well known Judah logo displayed at midfield for all to see. The smell of fresh-cut grass filled the air thanks to Chad Hansen and his 'All About Grass' crew. There was a faint smell of greasy burgers from the concession stands. Thinking about that makes me feel warm from the late August heat. WHY IS "CHRISTIAN" NOTORIOUS? WHAT DOES JUDAH REPRESENT, BESIDES LCS?

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The light shines scintillatingly off the glass like a beam of light blinding your eyes. The musty smell of sweat and hard work at the door, the knurling on the barbell grates your hands as you struggle to pick it up. The sound of music blasting and reverberating off of the walls. SCINTILLATINGLY?

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The nostalgia still lingers in this section of the building like a thick layer of dust. All those production nights, all those hours spent patiently waiting for a queue. And yet, it looks nothing like it did. This is thanks to the remodeling efforts done one hot summer. Some of the most inspirational rooms would be torn up and out, replaced with something new. While it is a definite improvement, one cannot help but feel the sense of loss in retrospect. Allow me to introduce you to the Jr. High science room and History room.

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As we approach the birth place of super stars on Lincoln Christian football field with prosperous green luscious grass and fresh paint in the artistic outline of Judah the Lion with a beautiful thick flowing mane we enter the center of the classic LC logo, the bitter smell of late summer rain falling from the endless grey sky wafts into open nostrils. It feels like a cold embrace that shows fall is on the brink of existence in a spectator's wonderful life.  LONG SENTENCE. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY BIRTH PLACE OF SUPERSTARS? HOW IS GRASS PROSPEROUS?

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Chaos filled the air once the bell rang for lunch. As we walked into the lunchroom we could smell as if it was God’s chicken. With a tsunami of people herding towards the chick-fil-a line. With the sound of a tornado just passing by with all the conversations happening. When we were dismissed it felt like hurricane flew by with trash everywhere.

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The junior high hallway was a cluttered disarray of a noxious brood of preteens. They were a steadfast barricade when darting down the congested corridor, making it inaccessible to penetrate the classroom. The clamorous sounds of the obnoxious youth made it hopeless to comprehend your own cognizance. I could taste the aroma of angst and perspiration on my susceptible tongue.

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The frigid climate of Dr. Meer's room made it strenuous to pay attention. But the heated anger he hath brought upon the classroom made anyone fearful to incur the wrath of Meers. Hath not for his scorching gaze upon my soul, I fear I would hath frozen over from the artic freeze that is his classroom. If thy hath found thyself in the stupefying presence of the reverend Meers, the feeling of awe will sweep over you, and the fragrance of the Mcdonald's coffee my brother frequently brought him to appease his sleepiness

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Do your best to describe a space so that someone who has not been to it, would have an idea of the place. This is not intended to be humorous, but to be accurate.