When she slipped and fell she wasn’t embarrassed. She got up and continued walking down the aisle toward the royals. They would hate her more if she started crying and ran away. Their respect for her was low enough already without her showing such emotions.
I hate trumpets:
the blaring sound of marching bands
where supposedly everyone is a dork
but at my school they were all rich
in order to afford their stupid trumpets
and i hated them especially during the
freezing warm performances.
I remember when my old friend told me
about the armchair she used to watch
as a little girl,
no older than seven,
and she told me something
about it. she told me the armchair,
or maybe the rocking chair? was
where she saw the ghosts in her house
and they talked with her,
while she listened to them
and sometimes talked…[Read more]
It was unthinkable what you did to me
when you threw that basketball and that chair
calling me a cunt at least 10 times —
do you know what that word does to people?
you used items against me that are supposed to
bring people together
but all they did was tear us apart.
She sold me the bread
like it didn’t matter to
her at all. “I’m
selling it,” she said.
Selling. What does that
mean? I am selling you
something so that you
can give me these coins
so that I
can go and get something from
someone else who is selling.
Ew, I hate the word pupil.
I’m not a pupil, I’m a student a
anything but pupil, I think
I think I’m not a pupil;
I think I’ve never been one.
I’m not going to conform to the
RULES OF THE CLASSROOM and
become a pupil, unintelligent, uninformed
I am a student
and that is much more.