Flash Writing Terra
- Sophia P.
‘Not again’ I think as an aggravating sound bares throughout the room. I close my eyes as I relinquish the last few moments of silence left in the day. I slowly slither out of my black, plastic hut only to observe a human’s face pressed up against the glass, his eyes curiously starring inside with his prying eyes. Irritation surfaces every time they peer in to watch my every move. I can feel my fury slowly building up as more students gather around me and wag their fingers at me. I don’t know what to do to get them to retreat back to their desks. I rancorously turn my body and raise my head to better observe the juvenile delinquents whose faces are against the glass. The poor kids didn’t have time to blink before I rapidly extended my body, hitting the side of the glass with unmatched momentum. The throbbing in my head pushes me back down. But when I look back up, the children scurry away in fear. Attacking the glass was definitely worth it.