nute and bought everything late to prepare. I remember when she first dropped me on my first day at school, a few minutes away from home. She parked her car closer by the gate to make sure I was very

ndoors with such bliss and joy while the sun shined brighter till the end. For the first time, I thought I have finally seen normal, but it never moved me to cheer, I do not know why, but it never di

ve it here. Just do

s, but I am left with my instincts calling, I

y nerves playing me. The bell rang, and every child left the field, and we all walked to our cla

eryone had hardly settled, others formed into a small group of circles moping with whoever they knew. Others still finding their seats or waving at someone they already knew, if you did not hav

staring at me ever since I walked in. I looked at the other right side on my desk and caught

air." She said. I situated myself in a chair, found it creepy the way she stared with her wide eyes. I was silenced, touching my pencil while the potion of my blonde hair blown apart by the wind sneaking from

us how to open our desks to keep our books and showed us the locks. She then spoke shortly about the class rules and the school rules until she announced before we could start class

eballs as my beady eyes wondered in one place pondering

, I just pointed to your

king at her. “Yes, yo

e myself to the class. I first stalled glared at my desk, and eventua

chuckled, and I lowered my eyes, touching my book again. "Class Quiet!" The Teache