Night and Day

New Disaster

I woke up by the quietness of the surroundings as always, because I am not used to a place that has no voices of my bestfreind at the orphanage or the snooring of the kids, those voices or  those sounds reminds me that I am at home, even for some it is annoying , I got used to it and is like my lullabuy.  I miss the Orphanage, I miss my best freind, I miss Rose our keeper EVEN SHE IS A LIAR, stupid period,  I have PMS now , I got my period when I was 11, I  HATE EVRYTHING , I AM NOW CRAVING FOR THE PORRIDGE OF ROSE, WHY AM I EXPERIENCING THIS ?! EVERYTHING AT 5 IN THE MORNING! I am always like this when I have a heavy feeling.  I tried to breath like an anxious dog  breathing in and out fastly and noisily , I am always like this when I am nervious.  I am not enjoying this, this is the first day of my teaching, at eight at the morning later and I cant sleep because I don't know how to introduce myself in a room full of prejudistic potatoes, I am now walking back and forth, I am still praying that if there are evil people there will be my chosen angels that will not laugh at me or murmur things about me and give me a prejuce look.  I am brave at stating my opinions but it is not authomatic, I have to get used to this place, and English isn't even my first language, what if I accidentally curse in my language will they kick me out? Will I never discover things about my mom?    Excited is not the spark in my head waiting to be said , shit is the word and run is the action.  I am now infront of the window and trees outside as my  audience " Hello-  NO!" I EXHALE LOUDLY THAT I AM SCARED THAT THE NEXT ROOM WILL HEAR ME  EVEN THE ROOM IS SOUNDPROOF, I smiled like an idiot pretending to the trees watching that I am confident " Good morning, I am Jade Deliman, I don't take  stupid students so if you are stupid get ou-- no no no" I shrug my head and "AGHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed inside even  the owl's poor eardrum outside was destroyed and it created a sound like crying, DAMN'T! I cried out of cluelessness because why not?  that is the only thing that you can do when there is desaster and you have bloody marry waiting to arive out of your vagina.

I breathe in, breathe out as I walk to the side outside of the classroom,

 I feel like my heart is going out of my chest,

 It is 7:45 at my pocket watch that MacGonagall gave me as a gift,  I was inches away to be seen in

 the classrom that only has four students in it,  and one of them is the stupid Blonde bratt with

 his two freinds smirking at each other.   It was told in timeliness in the orientation that I should

 arrive 13 minutes early as profffesionalism at my part.  I breath in and I heard  a lot of footsteps

 coming form my  back and I emmidiately hide for the reason of nerviousness.  I was at an empty

 room next to my classroom where the predators are waiting , waiting for me for them to part my

 arms , legs ,limbs and  head up until there is blood at the ground and I am no one to be

 remembered.  I was sweating and it is already 7:55, I am late for the proffesionalism time at my

 first day of work, I breathe in and out heavily, I pant like a freaking dog , I then stepped my feet

 like the ground has knives on it as it pains me go closer to the classroom, 1,  2, 3,......and  their

 eyes hit me like knives, I smiled even my face is all oily. Infront of the black board I practiced to

 maintain my eye contact to each one of them especially the challenging prejudiced ones, I then

 gulped when I gaze reach him, here it goes again the same feeling of hatred and heavy jump

 from my chest as our eyes met and it is disgusting.   I then realized that it has been a few seconds since I look at him as he snapped his fingers at me and spoke, "mudblood,  we don't have all time"