our imagination
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Will came so upset from school that day that nobody could make her feel better. She slammed the door when she entered her room. She closed her door with key so nobody could go to her and talk with her. She started to cry.
-It’s always the same...Always. The teachers have their favorite students. And I’m never one of them whatever I may do. Why have the English teacher told me that my project wasn’t good enough when the Monica’s project was worse than mine? But I get a seven and she get a ten. This is absolutely unfair. Why nobody seem to notice me in recreations ? I just feel like I don’t exist. I know I can do so much things but everyone is there just to cut my wings when I open them to fly.
Will’s thoughts continued in this way till she felt asleep…
-Where I am ? I just came home from school . why I’m back here to this stupid school? Oh God just help me to escape from here . I can’t stand anymore this ill atmosphere .
She tried to make some steps to the big gate to go out from her nightmare but she couldn’t. She tried to run but she was not moving. She panicked . she felt trapped in her worst nightmare. She sighted and turned her face to the place that was making her feel so bad. But surprisingly she discovered that something was changed. She tried to make some steps to the school and she could. She entered the school. A big clock on the wall gained her attention. It was 8 o’clock. But she has gone home at 10 o’clock. Something was definitely wrong. But what?