When I returned to school, I felt the familiar butterflies in my stomach and the feeling of my sweaty palms. I was sitting outside for lunch, behind one of the portables without knowing he was in there, watching me. It was cold out, and my hands shook. Students we're not permitted to go outside during lunch when it was cold like this because it was dangerous but I sat still not daring to go inside.
I don't know what overcame me, but as I realized what I was doing I got emotional. I was sitting in frozen dirt behind a portable because I was too scared to eat inside and face everyone and get called names. I remember asking myself, how did it get to this point? My tears started to well up, and I started to cry lightly.
He must've watched me for minutes before he came out and when he saw me shaking sitting and crying covered in dirt, and specks of snow. I felt so small and ashamed. He walked over and asked me to get up, and when I refused he softly grabbed my arm and started walking me towards the school doors.
I remember my panic rising, I began pulling my arm away and crying, pleading for him not to make me go inside but his grip got tighter. He kept telling me things like "you'll get sick." and "you have to go inside because you're not allowed out here." I was hysterical by that point, and I felt so weak I thought I would faint. All the crying I've done the past week drained me of my energy, and he noticed. He let go of me and I remember him watching me softly with his warm eyes.
He wanted me to go inside that day for my own safety but we both knew that I wouldn't. My physical safety wasn't a concern of mine at the time.
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Forgetting Mr.
General Fiction"I'm his Salvation" I thought to myself smiling. I know now that I was nothing but his Damnation in disguise. A story and painful outcome of an illicit relationship between a student and teacher and attempts of trying to forget the past and achieve...
