My Private Notebook

Date: 4/21/2019

I was walking through my old middle school. I leaned against a surface, thinking it was a wall. It was really a door. It cracked open a bit. I didn't want to draw attention to myself so I walked away. Before I was home free the principle called me in. Her name was Dr. Higgins. I explained to her that I had accidentally pushed open her door a little but meant no harm. She told me she looked through my notebook. "Which one?" "You know which one." "But what color was it?" "Blue." I saw it on her desk. This notebook doesn't exist in real life, but just imagine there is some private stuff in it that I don't want people to know about. Dr. Higgins looked at me and grabbed my sleeve. "You don't belong here." Made me follow her down the stairs and to her car. She was going to drive me home. "Do you often snoop around through other people's notebooks?" "Maybe ten a year." Dr. Higgins and I were at my house for a while. My grandpa walked in. It was 8:30 AM in my dream, so my grandpa didn't expect to see me in the dining room with my principal. "Oh. Hi Joie. Shouldn't you be at school." I ran outside and called my mom. I wasn't having anymore of this. "Dr. Higgins was looking through my notebook and she says I can't go to school anymore." "What was in the notebook?" "Stuff." I was scared. Everything was really bright. The driveway was a pleasant warm. I felt sick.