School mum 💝💕

Her Absence

A few months later, I woke up in the morning after the best dream of my entire life. I had dreamt that Miss Green was my mum and it was perfect. In fact, it was more than perfect. There's nothing I could possibly want more than that dream to be true. I got ready for school, as I did every school day, and set off to school. Upon arriving, I saw Miss Green's car was not parked in her usual spot. I started to feel anxious. How could I cope at school without her? She was the only person who understood me and my problems. I went to form, 1st period and then 2nd period. I hadn't seen Miss Green at all day. The bell for breaktime went off and I walked - quickly- towards Miss Green's classroom, hoping she would be sat behind her desk and all my worries would go away. Unfortunately, she wasn't sat at her desk and her bag wasn't there either. My friend startled me, appearing right behind me. "Are you alright? You look kind of sad." she said. I brushed off her concern, telling her that nothing was wrong. If it was Miss Green asking me how I was, I would've been honest but I jut couldn't tell my friend how I was really feeling, no matter how much I wanted to. It was as if my brain wouldn't let me tell my friend what was going on even though my heart knew I was in pain and my friend might be able to help.

Later on that day, I was in French class and I was chosen to speak in front of the whole class. My anxiety went through the roof and I started to panic. I was hyperventilating, crying and my whole body was shaking. I simply couldn't do it. My teacher told me to talk to him outside the classroom. "What's up? I've never seen you like this before." he said. His words made me feel cared for and comfortable but it could not compare to how safe Miss Green always made me feel. I told him that I was okay and had just panicked randomly and he took my word for it. Miss Green always knew when I wasn't telling the truth. I walked back into class, after our quick conversation, and sat down, embarrassed. It felt like everyone was watching my every move, as if eyes were burning into my skin. After class, all I wanted was to run to Miss Green and tell her everything. I knew that she'd make me feel so much better but I couldn't because she wasn't in school.

Three days later, to my delight, I saw Miss Green's car parked in her spot and I was instantly filled with joy. I practically ran to her classroom with more excitement than I'd ever felt before. She was sat at her desk and greeted me with the warmest smile. I sat down and told her everything that had happened and she reassured me, like she always did. I left to go to. form but came back to her class at breaktime and we talked all break. Despite me being sad that she wasn't in school for three days, our catchup conversation was so long and incredible that everything felt alright now. My pain was healed by her loving heart. It was that day that I realised how much I really loved her. She was like a mum to me. No, she was my mum. She was not my mum through birth and blood but through care and comfort.