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Friday at 8:26am

This is the next part to my 300 word story, 'lies...'

 

As always, a repetitive day of school awaits me. As always… Well, until a few minutes – that felt like a lifetime – ago. Obviously, I, Ben Dover, only took a few days to figure it out. For the first time in my meandering life, I am going to have a normal day at school. Although it would help if the subjects changed.

Literacy, followed by maths followed by P.E. Agh. P.E. I can’t bear that word: even when I am trying my best, (it doesn’t happen often so enjoy it, which most people do. In a bad way.) I end up doing something too embarrassing to accept. With my advanced training, I slink away like an M.I.5 agent, which, of course, I am, while people spitefully snigger at my unbelievable stupidity. Wait. I need to get it into my head that I am not a secret agent disguised as an everyday school child! Well, as ‘everyday’ as I can be.

Scrutinising the rain-filled sky, I noticed that the sun was beaming through the overpowered clouds, making the tumbling rain glimmer strikingly; just the opposite of my mood. Feeling downcast and sombre, it is my eyes that reflect my sadness faultlessly: grey and dull. I did not notice the stubborn lamppost right in the way of where I was walking, because I had been gazing up at the sky. You can guess what happened next. All this did was make me more determined to do everything right for once.

Halting in shock, my eyes widened in disbelief, I had forgotten my latest gadget; the chewing gum that bonds like glue! Shaking my head, I frowned in doubt, no, that couldn’t be it. Remember, I. Am. Not. A. Secret. Agent. I guess, old habits die hard. It must be something else; since there definitely is something I have forgotten. Oh well, I shrug my shoulders helplessly, nothing I can do about it. Obliviously, I navigate my way to school, drops of rain sneaking down every inch of my furrowed face…

Resonating impatiently, the clanging bell started to chime just as I hurried into school. Everyone, ranging from 11 year-olds to 16 year-olds, rushed swiftly into the compound. As I remembered old habits, I smiled thoughtfully: I used to skulk guardedly into the building, suspicious of everyone and everything. That wouldn’t happen today. Hopefully.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed children splaying out to miss something like a car swerving to miss something. Through the jungle of legs I could just make out what had happened – a frustrated boy had dropped all his P.E kit and was struggling to collect it all back up. P.E. kit. That’s what I had overlooked. What was I going to do?

                                                                                                      By Hayden

 

Comments that people have made about this blog post

Comment 1 Comment by Mr Jones on 05 Jun 13 at 10:42am | Quote this comment
Hayden, you have used your experience of school to really capture the feeling of a school day. I love the sentence that describes the school bell "resonating impatiently".
Comment 2 Comment by Mr Ryan on 03 Jul 13 at 9:01am | Quote this comment
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Scrutinising the rain-filled sky, I noticed that the sun was beaming through the overpowered clouds, making the tumbling rain glimmer strikingly; just the opposite of my mood.
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