A bad day…

This story is also about school. So as usual I woke up and I went to my bus. I saw that there was no one there. I was the only one. It was a lot strange that no one would go to school today. I bid my mom goodbye and went to school. As I entered my class, I found that the names of the qualified girls were given- we had an audition the last day of dance. I was so sad seeing that I WAS NOT QUALIFIED ! Oh god … I really did put a lot effort on this dance. What a bad start to the day !

Our first class started. It was English literature class ... you won’t believe what happened! I just asked the girl behind me to give me a pencil and our teacher shouted at me with all her rage! I stood up,  embarrassed. The teacher yelled at me ! I tried to explain what was happening but she just straightaway gave me 0 for my internal assessment – that’s our marks for our behaviour and orals and surprise test. I was so devastated ! How can a teacher  give me a 0 for just asking for a pencil. This was so not fair. The teacher was looking at me furiously throughout the period. As the bell rang, our next teacher came. She didn’t even wish us ‘good morning‘ and told us to give the surprise test. I WAS …….. SP-EE-CH-LE-SS ! That day was the worst day ever. The previous day I had some work to do that’s why I could not study every subject and today the teacher planned to take a surprise test ! I was thinking that I would fail and I don’t know … maybe … I was RIGHT ! I quietly gave the test. I could hardly answer 9 questions. The teacher took the paper after some time and I heard that all my friends answered everything. I was so embarrassed so I told that I did good too. I know … I LIED. But it was the only way .

When break arrived, I just kept my tiffin box and I went to the washroom. When I came back, I saw that my tiffin was nowhere but the ground … uhhhhhhh! I was just gone for 2 minutes and by then my tiffin fell ! I brought Biriyani that day – biriyani is an Indian food. And biriyani is my favourite food. I was sure I was having a bad day cause from the very beginning of the day, 4 bad things happened —  1st , I did not get qualified for dance. 2nd, the teacher scolded and gave me 0 for no reason. 3rd, we had a surprise test where I was not prepared. And 4th, my awesome tasty tiffin fell. This was unbelievable . 

Our next class was PT. I was a bit relaxed as what bad thing could happen in PT class? Nothing right? Exactly ! I took my water bottle and our teacher took us to the field. As soon as we reached there, the teacher told me to run with the qualified race girls. I don’t even know why she told so ! I did not even give my name for race and how come I have to run… also , our uniform has a skirt so it was tough to run. The other race girls had brought pants but I didn’t. I hope you know why. I was forced to run so as a result, I had to. When our teacher did the countdown and when she finished, I tried running in that skirt. I am not a slow runner but with the skirt and shoes, I am. It was then that I fell a bad fall. I hurt my leg very bad and my ankle was also sprained. I never thought that this misfortune could happen in PT class. I went down to the infirmary – if anyone is hurt or sick, that’s where we go (Doctor’s chamber).

As I fixed my leg, I was coming up to my class. I suddenly saw a girl taking some type of copies down to the teacher’s staff room. It looked like she was from my class. I quickly went to her and learned that she was taking the homework of biology. OH GOD ! CAN’T THIS DAY BE ANY BETTER ! I requested her to wait so that I could go ahead  and submit as I did the work. She was so stubborn and so rude and so NOT polite and so unfriendly and so…EVERYTHING BAD…I don’t have words to describe my anger .CAN’T SHE EVEN WAIT FOR 2 MINUTES WHILE I GO AND GET MY COPY? This was definitely not something to be accepted. I am dying here because of pain and she in a hurry to fulfil maam’s orders.

Anyway , if I argue with her then she will complain to maam so I did not take this up for discussion.

I went to class with a grumpy face and told my best friend what happened. She understood the matter but nothing could be done so…yea. it was almost our time to go back home. So I quickly packed my bag and said my prayer. After so, I  made the line and walked out of the school. As I got to bus, I saw that none of the seats were empty and that all the other people came fast and occupied every seat. I sadly had to stand for a bit with that sprained ankle and until some girls went home and some seats were free. I felt a lot better after I sat and my eyes were crying to sleep. I slept …

As I opened my eyes I saw that I was not in my bus but I was in an unknown room. It was dark but few rays of light was coming in. I soon saw few of my classmates who also travelled in that same bus. I got a bit scared. 

There were some unknown men also ..it looked like we were kidnapped. OH GOD ! I definitely was having a bad day. The kidnapper came close to one of my classmates ..

‘Are you scared ?’ 

‘ No ..I mean yeah but umm.. ‘

‘ Its okay .. you won’t live anymore ‘ 

My heart started beating fast . We’ll get killed ?! This is bad…this is too bad…uhhh what to do ? The kidnapper continued- 

‘Don’t worry , this was your fate ..but not all will get killed some will be sold to different countries ..’ 

‘ That is so.. not .. my ..fa-t-e ..’

‘ Oh yeah ? Well it is your friend’s fate then .’ 

My friend was too scared. She couldn’t speak after this sentence. 

I was pretty scared , but at the same time I wondered what mistake I did because god ain’t gonna punish someone unnecessarily. But I also tried to figure out what to do . Maybe we could run away? Ohhh.. but our hands and legs were tied up ! Then , we could untie it ? Nahhh. That is so lame. We did not have scissors. Maybe we could scream ? But who  will hear us in this dense forest ? Maybe elephants and tigers and I don’t what else was in this forest . Oh yeah ! That’s the idea ! We could scream ! Let me explain – 

We could wait until the kidnapper unties one of us and tries to kill her. At that moment, we could scream until one of the animals come. We were also inside a particular room so definitely if the door bursts open then the kidnapper would go away. Our untied friend would then untie us all and we would try to hide or run as the main road wasn’t that far…

I quietly told the others my plan…they liked it. It was just then we were about to scream when someone touched me. I opened my eyes and it was my mom trying to make me up. I was too ASTONISHED ! This was a dream ? Anyway ,good that I did not have the real experience ! WHAT A DREAM – A BAD DAY !