Beautiful world... [Pt. 5]

Have you ever been, the one to wake up alone, and get ready for school alone? always the one to leave school first, despite the silent snore of your family, from the next room? the one to wake up to open the mailbox, to see what news that they store for you...

the type to carry your dirty bag, without anyone telling you to wash it, that uniform you always wear everyday, that you always clean every night, the type of person to leave alone, despite your companions present in the household.....



To walk to school alone, to enter the school, the guard watching you...

Just to see the corridor empty, meaning nothing else but the fact your late again...

The feeling of your leather shoes, tapping against the floor never felt so clear in your entire life, it was too quiet for a school, because you still haven't left your world, your head still drugged from sleepiness, the events last night, was too much for you....

But you couldn't help yourself, but just walk...


Opening the door, to your classroom, you see students sharply tentative to what the school teacher is saying, absorbing everything he says, the class ignoring you...

The teacher eyes you, and from that he can tell you haven't sleep so well recently, for a moment time stops, as you expect the students to look at you, but no...

They look at their notebooks, scribbling down notes...

You were able to breath once again, as you begin to walk to your seat...