"So, I believe you should all handle your usage of your phones so from now on, at the start of every lesson you must hand in your phones to your teacher. Thank you,"
At the corner of my eye, I peeked at everyone as they escape from the room with the bad news on their mind and anger showing anger on their faces. Yes, I am still embarrassed at that devastating moment that just occurred 6 hours ago. As soon as everyone disappeared, I finally gathered my confidence and made my way to the field. As I walked through the hallway, I could see lots of blurs of people pointing, laughing and teasing me. I could tell, everything was in normal speed but through my eyes, everything was in slow-motion which made everything worse. More people teased me and that's the point where I ran. I ran my fastest to get out of this atmosphere. I kept running but it felt like I could never get out of this school, the hallways are endless. Until finally I saw the sun and started pacing my speed into a walk. I wanted to change the plan a bit so before I went to the field I went to this place where time doesn't pass and everything is peaceful. There it is the bench, the white paint flaking off so you could see the wood. The sun shining at that exact spot everyday after school. I eased myself to the bench and took a seat while ripping off the weight from my shoulders. No one could see me as the trees block the view from the school. I remember my cousin always dragging me to this spot and forced me to close my eyes and let nature take control, but what I would always do when her eyes are closed is I would slowly grab the dead leaves laying on the floor and throw it at her once she opens her eyes. I can always picture exactly of how she would react, her smile glistening and her expression seemed so calm but motivated. She would stay calm until she grabs the leaves and throw them at me! My younger self screaming happily as my cousin tried to get me and tickle me until I cry. Those days were the best days of my life. I slowly stopped dreaming about the past and started to head to the field to meet the plastics. I observed them as they do their girly talk until they finally realised I arrived.
"Ha, thought you didn't have the confidence to step up to us,"
"What do you want? What do you mean by end things?"
"Well, we just want to give you a heads up that there is this really embarrassing video of you trying to talk to your crush and we are going to post it on youtube where it will and I mean will go viral,"
"What! How did you even get the video?"
"Well, we videoed you dummy. What else do you expect?"
"Why, just why are you doing this to me. I never did anything to you!"
I could feel the tears heaping up in my eyes but I know that if I cry it wouldn't make a difference or it would be worse. So, I swallowed my tears and faced it.
"Stupid, you did so many things to us,"
"What was it!"
"What you did was whenever I pass you by the halls I always have to see you actually, what you did was come to my school, in fact, what you did is that you're alive. You exist! That's what you did to us especially me."
"Wha-what! In fact, you made my life the worst. You ruined everything about my life."
"Ha, then I succeeded in my lifetime goal that is destroying you,"
As soon as she finished that sentence I was speechless. I could feel the sadness creeping over my body as I started to shrink. I looked at her one last time and sprinted away. I ran and ran. Again it felt like the street was endless.
"Sup, loser," David screeched.
I ignored him and continued to run. I could feel the tears budging out until I stopped. I stormed away with the tears. Crying continually until everything came out. At last, I was here, home. I opened the rusty old door and was ready to head up to my room until another nasty thing happened, my mom saw me like this. I wanted to tell her everything but then she would turn everything around and insult me.
"You're in such a mess! What the hell happened to you?"
"Nothing, I just fell. You know,"
"Why is my daughter so clumsy, carless. Open your eyes big girl!"
"Yes, sorry mom,"
"You better be. I can't believe you're my daughter,"
She gave me that last deadly stare and strolled away. I sucked the air in and headed upstairs, to my room. I dashed onto my bed and stared at my ceiling. I looked at the blank ceiling and thought... should I go to school and try and hide every step or should I just stand up and be strong holding that shield again. I thought about it and decided to stay safe and just walk around the neighborhood so it seems like to my parents that I went to school. I covered my face with the thick sheets and hid until the sun rose.
Help me I heard suddenly. I slowly rose from my piles of sheets and stayed still to hear the voice again. HELP I heard again. This time I know that voice wasn't from the back of my head. I took light steps toward the doors. I opened the doors and a rush of cold air came crushing me. I took small steps toward the back door while keeping eyes wide open. Silence... again. I also don't like this type of silence because this silence gives tension to me. Out of nowhere, I saw a light shining as bright as the sun beaming through the doors to the storage room. I took my flashlight on the counter table.
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Художественная прозаHer life, her dream, her future all comes down to her mind. A girl called Clara is trying to survive middle school... The drama from home and the kids from her school is killing her both mentally and physically. What will she do?