“Look, I’m sorry that I made fun of you, but can I please sit with my friends?” “SIT DOWN!!!” He shouted and then gave me a death stare that sent chills down my spine. There was no way out of it. I sat at the seat right in front of him, filled with all the negative human emotions. What I heard next made me want to quit school already. Laughter. Not towards the teacher, but to me. Why is Porky sitting there? How did Willy already get in trouble? At least I am not as bad as Porky over here. Those thoughts and comments floated around the classroom like air molecules. Once class actually started, I tried my best to listen, but my anger was consuming all my thoughts. I then convinced my mind to move on and make the best of the day. My
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Hanakat’s class and was totally ready for lunch. Lunch sounded great, especially since I can finally have my first real conversation of the day with Flabby, but then I heard the announcements say something that made me realize I was not the king of this world. “Porky Willy, please come to room seventy-eight, Porky Willy, please come to room seventy- eight.” Sadness yet again filled my heart as I walked down the path of shame. I wondered what Flabby thought of this, I was usually considered an okay student, but this was unusual for me. I finally found room seventy eight after walking around the entire campus. It had a disgusting door with rust covering everything and even the sound it made while opening it was annoying. Inside there was a desk and one teacher. “Please, take a seat.” I sat down and wait for the next statement. “Welcome to lunch detention,” he said with a smile and then started to laugh like a mad scientist. He handed me some food with was an apple, orange juice, and pizza. The man then walked out and closed the door. So I was trapped inside a room. Great, although I had great hopes for today and despite all those hopes being destroyed today, I did learn one thing. I’m going to have to make the best of my eighth grade year. Ironic is not
Hanakat’s class and was totally ready for lunch. Lunch sounded great, especially since I can finally have my first real conversation of the day with Flabby, but then I heard the announcements say something that made me realize I was not the king of this world. “Porky Willy, please come to room seventy-eight, Porky Willy, please come to room seventy- eight.” Sadness yet again filled my heart as I walked down the path of shame. I wondered what Flabby thought of this, I was usually considered an okay student, but this was unusual for me. I finally found room seventy eight after walking around the entire campus. It had a disgusting door with rust covering everything and even the sound it made while opening it was annoying. Inside there was a desk and one teacher. “Please, take a seat.” I sat down and wait for the next statement. “Welcome to lunch detention,” he said with a smile and then started to laugh like a mad scientist. He handed me some food with was an apple, orange juice, and pizza. The man then walked out and closed the door. So I was trapped inside a room. Great, although I had great hopes for today and despite all those hopes being destroyed today, I did learn one thing. I’m going to have to make the best of my eighth grade year. Ironic is not