melk
the key to wisdom is to just observe. This was the words of wisdom my dad told me every day. He was a scientist, so of course he was right. I've grown up with these words echoing in my head, contolling my actions. I have always obeyed them.
The principal glared down her long nose at me disapproovingly, while I just sat there begging myself to show some guts and not sink into my seat. My mum sat beside me, a look of dumb shock on her face. Shut your mouth mother you look like a fish i thought.
I was hiding in a glass cabinet, praying that they won't find me. Yep, you heard it right, I was hiding in a glass cabinet- a see through cupboard- and thought that I might have a chance of not being seen. Gosh, rachel, are you stupid or something you're probably all thinking; because i'm sure thinking that. But I panicked when I heard a gun shot and then the sound of a window breaking. So here I am.
I can here them now, rummaging through the drawers in the kitchen next door. I wonder if their just common robbers or if they're looking for something...maybe my parents are secretly secret agents. Wow great sentence their Rachel, secretly secret agents. No wonder you're failing english, the Grammar Nazi in me says. I almost laugh at the thought that I am correcting my thoughts while i have robbers next door. It's just the type of person I am. Weird.
And then right as I feel like I'm about to burst out laughing, I here the door to the room i'm hiding in burst open.