As the heavy wooden door slammed behind me and I carried on running with my suitcase swinging beside me. I heard the matron yelling behind me as I sped to the tall metal gates, even though I had climbed them many times I felt worried just in case I wouldn't get over in time. I picked up my speed just at the end of the drive and scaled the gate, my hands freezing on the metal poles making it harder to climb. But when I looked behind me I realized I was not so lucky. Matron was coming close behind.
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