I got off of the bus and my eyes caught the sight of a tiny 1 story building. There it is, Forest Creek Elementary where I am supposed to start over. I walked toward the front doors while Lindsey was babeling away about something I was tuning out. We walked inside to the quiet halls and Lindsey brought me to our classroom. I learned from her that there were only 20 kids in each grade and 2 teachers in each grade.
I walked into the classroom and sat in the back row while Lindsey sat next to me. The classroom was small and dull. The walls we're bare and neutral and the 10 desks were in perfect rows. All I was wondering was how this school and Lindsey go together. They are the total opposite.
All of a sudden the teacher walked in and introduced himself. He is so monotone that I almost fell asleep.
"Mia. Mia!" Mr. Dobay tried to get my attention while I was spacing out.
"Huh!" I said as I finally realized I was being talked to.
"Since you are new can you come to the front and tell us about yourself?" The teacher asked meaning I had to.
"Great start Mia." I told myself under my breath while going to the front. "I am Mia McGuire and I used to live in Fairfield." "I like to play softball and....yeah."
Do you know how sometimes you don't know how to finish a sentence so you have to say "and yeah"? Well that was my "and yeah" moment.
The only person that showed respect for me was Lindsey. She clapped so hard she could take someone's head off. There is either something wrong with the other kids in the class or something wrong with Lindsey.
The rest of the day at school was a total embarrassment. At lunch I spilled my lunch all over me, in gym I couldn't climb the rope. It's not fair because all of kids in this school are freakishly strong. Also in the hall I tripped and fell in the garbage. It is kind of weird though because nobody laughed at anything I did. Another weird thing that happened today at school was that in social studies we learned about werewolves. Last time I checked they weren't real. I never learned about them in my old school.
Once I was back on the bus it sat next to Lindsey again and she asked if I had a good day. I was like is this a joke? Did she see my potato and pasta stained clothes or smell my garbage sent or hear my aching bones!
"It was fine." Is all I responded.
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The Night in Forest Creek
HorrorMia is a 10 year old who just moved to a small town named Forest Creek which is a place that is mostly woods and at the far side of town is a creek. Nobody in the town seems to want to talk to her, except for a girl named Lindsey, so she assumes she...
