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Weeks past. The entries had been sent in for the contest…
"Don't worry man. I wrote my essay about you." Gerald said.
"Mine too!" Nearly the entire class interjected. Arnold couldn't have felt any better. With the back-up of his friends, they were sure to win.
"Don't worry football head. Mine's written. And I bet I will be the winner." Arnold couldn't help but laugh at Helga.
Today was the promised date of the announcement of the winner. The class waited with so much unease. Everyone surrounded Arnold's desk, Arnold having a hard time relaxing..This could be it. This could be the only chance he could meet his parents. Gerald and Phoebe had their arms on Arnold's shoulders It almost felt like they were in a waiting room at the hospital waiting for news on the patient. Mr. Simmons waited by the door just in case Principal Wartz came in right away with the news.
But alas, the clock kept on ticking. Tick..tock..tick..tock..tick…tock...tick…
The door opened very slowly.
