Hey Guys! It's me again with my second story! Yay! It will be a work in progress, but here it is. I edited it a little, but I hope it's a good change.
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A world that's dark. No, that's not it. A world that's unclear? No, not unclear. A world that cages you, suffocates you, and forces you to suck it up and live?
Yep. That's it.
Life seems like its black and white, like everything's moving except you. At least, that's how I feel. Its as if everything that's ever happened sums up to "life's not fair" or "deal with it". It's the same with me; I've never gotten to smile most of my life. Anything that could've gone wrong in my life has gone wrong. For the longest of time, I thought I might've been at fault. However, I've recently come to realize that maybe, perhaps it's just the cards I've been dealt in my life. Maybe, just maybe, I have a chance at living a free, bright life full of potential. Maybe...but right now, that hope feels like a dim light in a pitch black room, growing dimmer by the second.
"Kiraa? Kiraa? Kiraa!" A voice resonated in my head.
Huh? What?
"Kiraa!! Wake up!" My mind felt like a blur. What was I thinking about again?
The voice grew louder, shouting my name.
Who is that annoying person?!
A smack resounded throughout the classroom.
"Wha-?"I replied drowsily. I glanced around the room, taking in my surroundings. Of course, I fell asleep in class again. Of course... By the time I heard the kids around me start snickering, I realized Mrs. Sicillia must've been the one who woke me up.
Damn, I didn't mean to fall asleep again.
"Kiraa dear, I think you have forgotten my number one rule about classroom behavior."
I glanced to my side and saw Mrs. Sicillia holding a grim looking smile on her face. She didn't look too pleased. Who could blame her? I did fall asleep in her class for the hundredth time this week. However, I fell into my habit as soon as I took in my situation.
"What? Didn't get your beauty sleep today Mrs. Laura? I don't think you should criticize me" I slurred slyly. I smirked at her, feeling smug that I dealt a blow to her pride.
"Wha-! I beg your pardon?!" She gasped out.
I just kept on going.
"Did you forget your hearing aid too Mrs. Laura?" I laughed. "I asked you to stop being a hypocrite. Got that?" I clipped the last statement. I knew I should've taken out my frustration on her, but I couldn't help it.
"Ugh, you bratty kid! One day of detention!" She spat.
"Oh really teacher? Wouldn't you much rather hang all over Mr. Shnide in the evening then deal with a 'bratty kid like me'?"
That was I low blow; I knew that before the words ever left my mouth. Even so, my habit was in full swing, and I couldn't stop now.
"Okay Kiraa, that's a week!" Mrs. Laura stated coldly. "And don't call me by my first name! I'm Mrs. Sicillia! Remember that!" She spat.
"Fine. I'd much rather be here than there." I whispered to myself quietly.
Mrs. Sicillia gave me a gentle, tender, yet sad look for a moment and then regained her authoritative composure. She then walked back up to the front and continued class.
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I think, maybe, that day, she realized my situation. Regardless, I remember that that day changed my life forever. All it took was one moment, one person, one decision, and my life transformed into a whole new, different life.
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So, I know it isn't very long and I didn't give you much time to come to like or know the characters, but its a start. Anyways, *yawn, this will be an ongoing story so be prepared for more! Mwahahahahahaha!
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