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Leaving Cert Gothic
  • ‘Blank Page’ is written on the blank page. The white page is pink.
  • “Léigh anois go cúramach, ar do scrúdpháipéar, na treoracha agus na ceisteanna a ghabhann le Cuid A”. The beep never stops. There has never been a time before the beep.
  • The rustle in the quiet oh the rustle will drive you mad the rustle of pages turning always turning you are still on page one.
  • The boy behind you has stopped coughing. Your hands are slippery with blood. You can’t hold the pen.
  • You scramble wildly through your page your calculator must be here some where there’s still time-CRACK- you stare numbly at the shards of broken protractor in your hands.
  • You run for the door, you can see light you can almost feel the warmth of the sun, you step out the door into- darkness. A dark and sunless world. you shiver.
  • Years pass. You are happy, content. It is all behind you. You wake up in a sweat. Your family, your car, your job, it was all a dream. You’re late for English paper one. You wake up in a sweat. You don’t know what is a dream and what is reality. You will never escape.