
Left figure: Bob (
me)
Right figure: the common plastic (
weirdus plasticus)
Last day of school this year. Everyone looking forward to it, except me. I still had Fluffy the Dragon (my art project) to do, with no more time to do him at school. Well, I come in, and I am showered with presents. Then the bell rings, and we go. I endeavour to tidy up the little mess, and everyone's piling out. "WAIT," I cry, but my screams were in vain. The door slammed shut in front of me. With my hands full, I looked about me. "HELP," I shout out, "HELP!!" I looked out, and saw some sixth-former plastics. "HELP," I yell out again. What they did next astounds me, although I should have seen it coming. They stared at me, like a cow looks at an oncoming train. (I'm not a train, but.......)
We are soon marched into the hall. It felt like a World War 2 prison camp (Treblinka, possibly, or maybe even Auschwitz). We are then sat down in cramped rows (yup), while they put on some vile Christmas music. The whole school was crammed into the small hall, while the teachers guarded the doors in case of any escapees. Then, some sixth-formers came onto the stage, and did a performance they patched up together in 5 minutes. It rather scared me, one of the girls grabbed her crotch every now and then and did...actions. Teachers somehow approved. Just as I thought it was all over, and wanted to get up, teachers come on stage, and play loud music and danced around. All the while, gormless induhviduals clapped and declared their love to the male teachers. Me, on the other hand, stuck my fingers in my ears. I was near a teacher, but they didn't see that my ears were about to explode and splatter on the walls. In case you didn't know, loud noises make me dizzy, and ill. I wanted to die, there and then, to make a statement. Shame my heart kept pumping blood. Another thing I wanted to do was scream at the top of my voice, and drown them all out. But I somehow...couldn't. If you were wondering how loud it was, I stuck my fingers in my ears, and it was still loud. I just don't know why they are immune to this.
# Bobbin slithered back into the shadows at 10:17 PM
