He doesn't know me.
I feel my face turn to a bright crimson. I'm going to hit this idiot I think balling my fists turning my knuckles white I pick the chair next to me up and hurl it at him everyone out he screams as the chair smashes inches away from him on the chalkboard my body is shaking so violently my vision is blurring. I feel like a volcano about to erupt I start yelling lifting up anything desks, chairs, binders, markers, anything you would find in a classroom. After everything has been demolished I sit stiffly my jaw clenched chest heaving gasping for air the classroom has chairs, desks everything in it all mixed together like cake batter unable to tell what is egg or flour except with markers and papers.
YOU ARE READING
pieces of my life
Short StoryI had to do chapter one for a class project but I feel like doing more and they won't be fully conected like it will not be a story just expanded moments these are all true and actually happened so don't hate them
