Sylvie's story

First day

~Sylvie's point of view~

As I walk to another school the reason I'm restarting plays in my mind. I thought of myself as a good kid. Some things just got in the way. my emotions for example. I smile when i remember how i got removed from one school because I nearly killed a kid. I don't really remember why but you remember that urge.

{In school}

I swivel around students and staff members trying not to be noticed. My hair curtains my face. I usually have it up but I am happy I didn't. Some kids might want to be all out there.....not me. I think my family is fed up with me being kicked out of school so often. Not my fault no school has been able to handle me.

{Class}

While the teacher drones on about who knows what anymore. I pull out a small sketchbook and draw. Not caring about the few eyes that wander over my "doodle". The teacher soon takes notice. I just nod my head not paying attention to the rant I'm receiving about things like not paying attention in class, distracting my peers, hindering my education. I have heard this to many times from to many teachers.