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Failed. The mere connotation of an A- is horrifying let along failing. I gulped as cold sweat dripped down my back. This can`t be happening.That was the last thought on my mind before darkness ate away at my vision.
The sound of a motor bike roared away into the horizon leaving behind a trail of dust and my worst nightmare. oh. dear. god. The yellow package just lay there, oblivious to the disaster that it could bring to me. I gulped. It was my report card, a slip of paper which will inform my parents on my failures at school. asdfgh; curse the dratted yellow package. disaster was upon me.
Let me out fools! Why am I stuck in here?! I'm innocent, I swear. Why am I stuck in this cell of people who obviously haven't bathed in months; of people who's hair were rough, matted and greasy; of people who have an evil, even insane glint in their eye; of people who are currently cornering me into a corner with a mean sneer; of people who right now looked like they wanted to eat me alive. I gulped. Dear God, why me?!
The lady with a cake of eye liner on, gazed into my eyes and raised her hand over my cup of tea. A spaz went through her as she started to predict my fate, supposedly. It was strange, for some reason, I was actually anxiousness for the result even though I clearly knew she was a fake fortuneteller who made a living off retarded and gullible people, like me. But despite that, I still walked to her blindingly glittery store, greeted the her , smiled, sat down, paid my $7.50 and drink a small cup of tea which brings me to where I am now, waiting for her to finish peering at my tea leaves and tell me my god damn fate. Shesh.
She gazed into my eyes and raised her hand over my cup of tea. A spaz went through her as she started to predict by fate, supposedly. It was strange, for some reason i was actually anxiousness for the result even though i clearly knew she was a fake fortuneteller whom made a living off retarded and gullible people, like me.