When I Was Bored Really Bored Essay

I was bored, really bored, who would not get bored in the middle of History class? I began to look absent-mindedly at the window, there was really nothing interesting outside either, and here I was locked in the second hour of the day, a Monday, and a kind of history. Is the universe against me? I see it very possible, in that moment I move my hand sharply causing my pencil to fall to the ground, I try to reach it, but my attempts are useless
-Hey- I say trying to get the attention of my partner from behind, which is worth mentioning is one of my best friends -Hey, Dylan- I say a little louder but without raising my voice, - What? - mentions drowsy, in sign that he fell asleep in the middle of the class - "You woke me up so that you only pass the damn pencil" and finally I have my pencil back, smiled with a blame of guilt, while my partner was accommodated to return to sleep, this morning is really boring.

Third hour. Mathematics, if I thought I was dying in history here is many times worse, although I'm really not doing anything, I'm one of the people who get ahead in the works and do absolutely nothing during …show more content…
I did not know when I started crying, I did not know when I fell on my knees to the floor, I did not know when silent sobs came from my lips-Emily- a hand fell on my shoulder, turned slightly looking me with a sympathetic look and Sara's affectionate, tears soaked her face, but even so she showed a slight, barely perceptible smile. -You know you did the right thing- I nodded and got up, when getting up I turned around, I look at Dylan, also with his face soaked in tears and with a smile - he will be fine - he affirms alleviating the pressure in his chest - we have to look for others, I want to avoid more tragedies like this - Sara says as she walks down the hall towards the infirmary - But we can not go empty-handed - he says as he barely opened the door of the infirmary. We investigated the whole place finding ourselves