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detention is when a person gets in trouble and needs to be punished by being detained for a certain amount of time. Usually takes place in schools, mainly high school and middle school.
By kate URL on 07.06.2012
detention was the last I wanted when he looked at me with this look ion his face. I hated every minute of the dreadful, mindless, blank space filling the emptiness to the quality of suffocation.
By Joice Joker on 07.06.2012
Detention–why do we detain, slow down, those who are seeming to struggle most? The privileged kids are given the green lights, get all the pampering and engine repairs, get every praise, and the poor broken down bodies of the penniless children get detention.
By Tyler Ann Klein URL on 07.06.2012
It was the smallest room in the school. Dank, cramped, the air froze in the winter and sweltered during early fall and late spring. Humidity had a habit of condensing on the ceiling and dripping down like the close-set walls were sweating, while rain easily leaked in through the roof. It was the most uncomfortable part of the school to be in, and that was why it was used as the detention room.
By WearyWater URL on 07.06.2012
The seconds tick by, you just can’t understand why you were there it takes too long. The time is like an age. But it is only for an hour and a half. It wasn’t my fault, not really. I didn’t mean to. It was my best friends problem really, he made me do it. Why couldn’t they see that? Yet it was I that got the rap.
By flora on 07.06.2012
Detention was the last thing I wanted to do. I mean, it wasn’t school detention, it was father-imposed detention. I was locked in the castle and no one could see me. Kiran was waiting for me in the bar, I knew that. But I had no way to get to him, and no way to send him a message of my detention.
By Kristina URL on 07.06.2012
Detention. He was stuck in detention. Again. He sat, pouting, and fiddled with his pencil, waiting for the clock to take its sweet time as it ticked slowly on by. The instructor snored behind his newspaper and the other unfortunates sat quietly, waiting out their punishment. In all it wasn’t such a bad punishment, but it wasn’t enjoyable either.
By tomo on 07.06.2012
the horrible time of school when your are bad and the teacher punishes you. no one wants a detention. it is very boring you dont have friends you can talk to. sometimes its a afterschool detention or during lunch the time when people chill out
By Angelica on 07.06.2012
I am in trouble!
By Paula on 07.06.2012
I got detention. I can’t believe this. Tom and I ahd just been fooling around. Who’d’ve thought the Nazi helpers’d actually bust us for it? Only kidding, just a laugh. Misss Lawson’s hat was disgusting. Everyone knew that. And how else were we to roast marshmallows? Marshmallows are necessary on the last day of school. Marshmallows roasted over an ugly wool hat taste especially good I have recently learned.
By XxTazBeboxX on 07.06.2012
Detention is a punishment for those high schoolers that think it’s funny to play pranks or beat someone up. Often detention is viewed as a joke or even an accompilshment by the people that earn it themselves. Detention is very boring and is usually an hour or two of dread.
By Alle on 07.06.2012
band room hallway
being held back
out of class
By Bekah URL on 07.06.2012
Detention. Pencils scribbling, naughty whispers, stolen looks, muffled screamo music, fingers tapping, and feet thumping the beat to inaudible, miserable melodies too bored and too careless to give themselves away.
By Alegría URL on 07.06.2012
Here I am again. I don’t think I did anything wrong, not intentionally. But still I end up here. Its like they do it just to show me they can.
By Daniel on 07.06.2012
When i was a little kid at school they would put us in detention for 30 minutes after lunch. WE would have to put our heads down on the table and not speak or anything of the sort. So i would pretend my fingers were dinosaurs and make them fight.
By Sergio Valenzuela URL on 07.06.2012
detention can be self inflicted or not. if it is, ask yourself: why? why am i inflicting this on myself? and you may just find an insecurity or another aprt of your soul that you have never discovered before.
By Julz URL on 07.06.2012
it was boring ..I only had to do it once..but when I think about this word The breakfast club comes to mind… I loved that movie. Brings me back to high school.
By sk mack URL on 07.06.2012
It was the room that everyone craved to be in, but no one dared to enter. It was the room full of high-school baddies, the worst of the worst. Detention was the place to be, if you had the guts. And today, he had the fucking guts.
By Destinee on 07.06.2012
Your intentions seemed pure until you landed into detention–in my head. I’ve got you locked up for the trouble you rocked around me. You weren’t permitted to steal my heart, yet there you were, with a cart full of my emotional parts. And I won’t start of my physical trauma that your drama flowed through my veins. It must be karma, because I remember being the thief, until I learned my lesson.
By Desiree J URL on 07.06.2012
DETENTION. Aw damn
what is it this time
I didn’t do that
who told you
By Sara on 07.06.2012
I stumble into the detention room, gasping as the door slams sharply behind me. I glance at the clock and sigh in releif. I’m one minute early, thank god.
Turning back to the classroom, I quickly traverse the desks and head towards my usual place at the back’ avoiding the judgements glares of my peers as I walk past. The girls chew their gum as they look me up and down, while the boys sneer and cough into their hands, as they throw insults like “loser” and “freak”. Not that I care. Demention isn’t exactly the X-Factor stage of the world.
By Victoria on 07.06.2012
furious white room, simple
that damn old bitch with nothing better to do
chasing us around and around
outside the window
green grass, blanched by australian sun
by and by
By David on 07.06.2012
detain me in your heart. The world feels heavy on my shoulders, so let me share. And then judge me until you’re red in the face and i see my eyes have turned blue in the mirror. No muddy browns, greens, or ruby red for me.
By Kim URL on 07.06.2012
I leaned my head on the desk in front of me. I didn’t belong here. In detention. Detained from what I’d rather be doing. Detained from what I needed to do. I needed to talk to Alex, and the minutes were ticking away. Pretty soon, it would be too late.
By Emma on 07.06.2012
We’re like children that act recklessly in class and don’t care if they’ll get detention. We danced around the halls of our childhood and brushed our fingertips along the walls of our dreams. I’ll never forget the time I spent with you.
By fluxandflow URL on 07.06.2012
i only got it once.. it was so unfair
luigi was talking to me from behing my desk and i’m like “lol”
i was so mad. hsfgkskgvbjehnskgkengkne
By Nicole on 07.06.2012
Detention was a threat unspoken among school students. The troublemakers reveled in it, the do-gooders feared it and the people lacking in stereotypes simply suffered through it. I was somewhere between trouble-maker status and “lacking in stereotypes” as I made snarky sarcastic comments during the one detention I had but wanted to get out of it as soon as possible. Some people are impossible to label
By Alikandra on 07.06.2012
i hate detention. who wants to be in detention when it’s sunny outside? i didn’t even do anything wrong in the first place, but i’m stuck inside sitting at a desk in stupid detention. i’m gonna protest to get outta here.
By Mary on 07.06.2012
I know I deserved detention, but that doesn’t mean I was happy about it. I’m a good kid, but I was thrown in with all the derelicts of the school. For two hours! This would be about survival and getting home with getting my head shaved or some other mean, stupid prank.
By Dan on 07.06.2012
Detention: I never quite achieved that impressive feat in high school. I got told off quite a bit, given a few warnings; but I wasn’t cool enough to get ‘detention’.
By Lux URL on 07.06.2012
waste of time. this word is pointless, much like the time that it describes. people sitting in a room contemplating the wrong they have done, when in fact the wrongs werent really worthy of contemplation
By Tim Byerly on 07.06.2012
hollow eyes and empty minds, fallow fallow fallow blind. personality crushed. be different. be punished. be more than a uniform. be punished.
By pat on 07.06.2012
Something long past, once a fear, a retribution, a place of shame and reformation. Now only self-inflicted, imposed, and not often enough.
There are 246 tiles on the floor. 246. And the room is a rectangle. I know because the tiles aren’t the same amount on the length and width. It’s terribly sad everyone one who sits at this desk is going to have to read the ‘shuttup’ which was scribbled incoherently and can only be seen in a certain angle of pale light. It’d be much nicer to have something encouraging, or a puzzle to solve maybe, at least I wouldn’t be stuck making up things to do, like, counting tiles…
By natty URL on 07.06.2012
strange to be sitting in a room
sitting and staring
unable to sleep
unable to think
unable to be free
undaunted and unphased
tired and bored
tired bored and done!
By Jess on 07.06.2012
I get stuck in one place for hours after end. I don’t see the light at the end of the tunnel, it’s hard to see the light out of the window. Always terrified of this punishment, because it seemed to be the ultimate shame. I never fit in in detention, I got put there for talking back to a teacher over a finer point of a lesson, such as which circle progression was best.
By Cassidy on 07.06.2012
A cruel torture. Uninspired discipline. Time consuming and a hazard to my health. Just like “time outs” are just plain silly.
By varel URL on 07.06.2012
One time I went to detention in high school for sneaking into a boy’s room during a stay-the-night field trip. It was worth it! We didn’t do anything bad.
By Deidra Wood on 07.06.2012
Never been, it is a mythical place that only bad students go. I wasn’t a bad student so I never went there. Had I ever been to detention, I would imagine it would be equivalent to hell. Students being strung up by their ankles and getting whipped. The floor is on fire and everyone is screaming.
By Jonathan on 07.06.2012
“And yet again we meet in this God forbidden place Mr. Johnson.”
“Hello professor. Indeed we meet again.”
“Aren’t you getting bored of this constant detention Mr. Johnson ?”
“You see me here every single day, you already should know the answer.”
By Omnix URL on 07.06.2012
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.