I get woken up from my daydreams when a warder signalized to leave us the bus.
We're standing in the rain in front of the old muddy building of my old high school.
Like good old days.
I wasn't there since four years.
We were allowed to walk with the teachers to their classes and I was shocked when I saw where we walked.
Room 27.
I gulp my fears and walk through the doorframe. The children seem to be surprised to see a normal men in his golden ages. But they don't know how to spot a real manic. I feel like a curiosity when I get gawk from this kids, sitting on a little stool.
I'm surprised to see a class that is silent like that. They all wanna listen to a fetching story and they will.
The Teacher is introducing:
"Attention please! Good morning children! I like to introduce our substitute teacher for the day.
Say hello to Mr. Gray! He is here to tell us a story of his life, so listen carefully and think about it.
Good luck Mr. Gray."
I harrumph myself and begin to tell them a story of drama, love and a great crisis.
My story...
I'm sorry for any kind of mistakes like grammar or something. I'm German and that's my first English written chapter.
Hope you enjoyed it!
New Chapters will follow when I find the time.
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