Date: 5/24/2017

By Beatrice Wielich

I went to school and met two people that have gone out of my life and that I do not want back. Their faces looking at me. Their words. I was scared to death. I don't want to see them again ever. The classroom was the same one as my middle school and it was quite dark. It looked like the sunset. And people were cold and looked like they were sarcastic. They grinned. They made fun of me. I was there and I was asking them things and taking notes. I don't remember what I asked them. (B.O. - M.D.L.)