The 1st Day Of School

• James Barrance, Grade 9
• Short Story
• 2015

I look around as I see unfamiliar faces swarm past me, as my endangered body drags itself along the ever lasting corridor. The heads of students turn and give me a unpleasant stare.
They yell and call out at me, I attempt to ignore. Blood rushes to my head and the end seems infinite as it feels like I will never get out of this nightmare. The darkness in my mind clumps together to form a sick feeling in my stomach. My legs jello like, wobble uncontrollably as head down, I continue my journey. Folk tell tales of people surviving the first day of a new school, more like myths to me. My head now spins like a spinning top to an amused child. I try to wake from this dream, albeit, it is not one. Lifelessly, my legs slump their way towards the end of the tunnel of hell. I have nearly finished my journey, the classroom, just around the corner. And when I finally reach my destination, that is a new story.