I Wanna Be Like Shakespeare

class presentation

REMY
Remy.... Remy! I raise my head up to see who was calling me
The whole class was staring at me.
"What" I asked quite rude
One boy named Jude answered me
"The teacher said it's your turn to read"
"Oh" I said softening my expression.
" nice of you to join us Remy" said one of the snarky girls I don't like.
I rolled my eyes at her
"Whenever your ready" said the teacher
"Yes ms.tink"
" i cast my eyes to the sky and I let the tears fall. This feeling of dismay I feel. This feeling of broken heart ache. Why must I feel this way. I walk and let the rain take me prisoner. It welcomes me with cold bitter drops. I stop and look at my reflection in the puddle of water that is near by. Who is this person I see. Truly it cant be me. I've never actually seen myself just my reflection. Is this the way everyone sees me. No wonder I'm treated this way...."
Brrrring just then the bell ring interrupting me from reading. I looked around the class. Everybody had shocked expressions on their face as if they didn't expect that from me. The teacher finally getting ahold of herself tells me good job and says my favorite words. Class dismissed.
" good job Remy"
" that was awesome'
" wow Remy"
Everyone congratulates me I feel special.
Im the last to leave the room.
" Remy "
" yes ms.tink"
" that story was amazing I can't wait to hear the rest"
I regret to inform her I have yet to find an ending for it.
I've never been good with finishing stories. I'll start them and not know how to finish.