When I usually get out of my fourth class, I have to walk across the school to get to my fifth class. In fourth class, I'm on the second floor, far from the main building. When the bell rings, I have to walk through this hallway that takes me to the stairs that go down to the road of sirens, surrounded by students I get on the other side of the road, where this small hill starts.
When you are on top, you can see her; she is a beautiful woman, her skin reflects the sky, her right hand is made of wood, and her left hand is made of glass, as is the rest of her body. I see her every Wednesday that I pass through here, sometimes when I glance through the right angle, I can see through the other side. I have seen a lot of different things when I glance through her; it's just like looking through a window.
She is seated in the concrete side wall with her legs crossed, her expression seemed so serious, yet she didn't move, she was like a statue immobilized, and I rarely saw through her. I continue walking still thinking about her, I can see through her yet she is still in my mind.
I got to the crowded part of the school, and when I started to get on the stairs, I heard their screams of war. Behind me was the bridge of war. Every time you tried to cross to the other side you would see a bloody scene of war. Every time it was different, I didn't look back and continued my way up the stairs.
When I opened the door, the hallways were empty of students; all I could see were ballerinas dancing a pirouette, then falling to the floor and repeating the pirouette again, and constantly doing it.
I was surprised to see the Ballerinas, I really thought it through to walk in the hallways; they might be students that I don't see and crash into them. This is the first time I've seen them since last year, it was in my math class, and it was one of the scariest moments of living so close to my mind; you could feel how my stomach tightened and how numb my mind became.
I step forward and walk slowly through the Ballerinas, who are dancing slowly, falling to the ground dramatically, then standing and doing a pirouette. Suddenly, the Ballerinas stop in the middle of a pirouette, each of them stops at a different pose, and they were like statues, immobile. It was when I started walking faster that it was getting creepier. Then my head crashed into something, I was going to fall, but someone held my hand "What happened to you? Watch were you going?" said a girl while she held my hand then she just left it, making me fall to the floor "Aah" I said as I fell. I stood up and cleaned my ass and followed the girl, her name was… um… Carolise, she was in my fifth period. I actually never talked to her, but once she got mad at me because I accidentally made a liquid fall over her project, ruining it.
That day I got a zero on my project, but she got a 100, I had to give her my project. After some minutes, we go to the hall of the giant, which is the lunch room, but in the deep ceiling there is a giant, its skin is made of gold and glows like one. She is held by thousands of gold chains held in place so she doesn't fall over the students. Since I got here she has been here every time I come to lunch. She is there with her slow breathing sleeping like a child but all these chains made me wonder if this is her bed or her prison.
When I finally got to my fifth class everything stopped here is where it usually stops for me, until the next bell rings.