Memories

Hope

I had trouble getting my locker open

today. He must've seen my frustration

in my face and tears in my eyes because

I was already late for class and I give up on

life. I was kicking my locker, but only

making it worse. As I calmed down a

little, a large hand wrapped around my

locker. It twirled each of the numbers

to my locker combination. With one

yank, my locker was open.

I looked up and saw him. He smiled at

me but I kept a straight face, grabbed

my books and ran to class.