I woke up this morning thinking that today would be a good day. A special day. And I was right. My bedroom is quite small. It has a pink carpet that has been stained from all the drinks spilt on it and it has lilac walls with all of my Harry Potter posters plastered all over them. I have a double bed with lots of pink and purple pillows and a purple cover with pink flowers on.
I got changed into my uniform ready for school. I have blonde hair, bright blue eyes and I'm about 5 foot 4. I was starting year ten today. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 8:30. I have to leave at 8:40 so I rushed downstairs to have some breakfast.
"Anne. What do you want for breakfast?" mum asked.
"Just some coco pops please mum!" I replied.
When I finished my breakfast it was time for me to got to school. My mum drove me to school and by the time I got there it was 8:45. I had 15 minutes to talk and have fun. Then lessons started. I walked to my form room and saw Vicky. Vicky has long brown hair, brown eyes and she is about 5 foot 2.
"Hi Anne!" she shouted.
"Hi Vicky." I said.
"Did you read any books over the sumer holiday?" Vicky asked me.
"Of course I dd. You know how much I love reading. I ended up rereading the Harry Potter series as well as starting a bunch of new books. Did you read anything over the summer holiday?"
"Yes. I spent most of the holiday reading vampire books."
"Witches are so much better." I said.
"No they're not!"
"Yes they are!"
After 15 minutes of us argueing over what was better we had to go to our first lesson. We both had history with Mr Brown. I hated this class because he always made me sit next to Kyle. Kyle was the biggest bully in school and I was one of his main targets.
I walked into class and sat in my usual seat and got all of my things ready for the lesson. Vicky sat on the other side of the room so we couldn't carry on with our conversation. I looked around the room. We always had the same room for history. Every year. It is a large rectangular room that could probably fit fifty students in but only has to fit twenty. It has a wooden floor that was gleaming brightly obviously freshly cleaned and has bright red walls that light up the whole room and on the wall furthest away from me there was a long line of large windows so we could let some fresh air in the room.
Kyle walked into the room with his best friend Nick. Nick went to sit on the other side of the classroom near Vicky but Kyle walked to the seat next to me. Once he sat down and got all of his things out he turned to me.
"Hey ugly," he said. I tried to ignore him but he just wouldn't leave me alone."Don't ignore me. No wonder you don't have any friends if you won't talk to anyone."
I was getting angry. I just wanted him to leave me alone. "Shut up Kyle! Just because I don't want to talk to a loser like you doesn't mean that I don't have other people to talk to."
"Who do you think you are talking to me like that? I am better than you. You don't have the right to insult me."
"Actually I can talk to you however I want. You don't control me so stop acting like you do!"
By the time I had finished talking I was furious. Suddenly I felt something inside of me explode. All I could hear was the shattering of glass and then screaming. I looked around to see the windows shattered and students covering their heads. Some of them had been hit by the falling glass and had cuts that were bleeding heavily.
I was so shocked. I knew that it was me that had done this. I had to get away. I ran to my house and went straight to my bedroom. I curled up on my bed and started to cry. I couldn't believe what had happened. I couldn't believe that I had done that. How did I do that?
