It was last year, when I was in ninth grade, everything was very loud, I imagined that everyone thought I was a weirdo. That day, at that exact moment, I was in Ms. Alicia classroom, it was an elective math class; they thought I needed help in math, so they put me in here. I didn't care anyway, I just ignored the things that were wrong with me or what they thought was wrong with me.
But that day, at that time of the day, everything was right or felt right to be there; this classroom was usually quiet, we were only eleven students after all. My chair was by the window, on the last row, and the last chair. I do remember being very far from the teacher desk, something I changed eventually. For the time being, I really enjoyed the view; I would see the main building, it had this bright red roof, there was a bridge connected to the main building, followed by stairs going to the second floor of the main building.
The main building had this big tower with a pointy roof, the sun shine and reflected on it. When I saw it more clearly it become ballerina I didn't see it very well, but she seemed to be dancing "Kira?" I heard my name when I turn I saw him "Do you need the paper?" he kindly ask he was a blond boy, he was the simple definition of a prince of fiction. "Um.. is that um.." I said, hoping he would give me the answer "I don't know, she asked me to pass the paper" he said, so he slowly put the paper on my desk and left. After this, he started talking more to me, becoming good friends, to be honest, to this day I don't remember his face.
I slowly turned to the window to see the ballerina that was dancing, but this time there were three of them, one at the apex of the roof in the highest point, the other two were at the edge of the roof "Well, students" started the teacher I quickly turned forward to pay her attention "This is only a pratice, yall still having some difficulty with this…" the teacher talk as I slowly turn to see what happen to the ballerinas, they multiple they were everywhere. My head started to blur, my breath was weirder, and my hands started to sweat a lot, I just took a deep breath and let out, trying to calm myself "Those Ballerinas aren't real" told myself.
The light in the classroom suddenly blinked, blinked, and blinked, and then turned off. My skin froze, and I looked around me wandering if this was real or just my eyes lying to me. Classical music started playing when the lights slowly started to brighten up showen them they were dancing again this time, I would see them more clearly each desk had one they were doing a pirouette, then falling dramatically and repeating the pirouette and falling again. I tried to close my eyes, but everything was in my mind; they followed me everywhere I stood up and walked slowly to the teacher desk.
There she was waiting for me, she looked at me with those pitiful eyes. "Oh dear, are you ok? Do you need to go to the restroom?" she asked with a low tone, as if she was talking to a kindergarten "I'm… I'm ok, I just need to go to the restroom" I said, murmuring, still uncomfortable by this eerie music that it slowly started to turn off there was a moment of silence, then a crash as something hard, very deep down, broke up.
I was scared to look back "Dear?" the teacher said, waking me up "Here, do you have?" with a piece of paper in her hand, as I grabbed it and walked to the door, I felt this emotion to look back so slowly turn my head I just saw them for a second every hand, leg, head had fallen to the ground, there was blood everywhere there eyes in the ground were full of darkness.
I quickly closed the door, I tried to slowly walk to the restroom, but I thought they were fallowing so my legs betrayed me, and I started running through the hallway as the light flickered. When I got there quickly closed the door everything felt calm for once. I looked at myself in the mirror by accident when washing my hands, I felt pitiful of myself, "maybe there was something wrong with me after all" I thought to myself.