My Weakness Rocks

IT is a boring maths class. Simply watching mam's rage face and something goes on ma mind. I started writing what was hitting me. ANNAAAH! you idiot. I'm taking the class. What the hell are you doing? Mam shouting. I stand up but the thing keeps on hitting my thoughts. I'm collecting data of my thoughts from my mind. Meanwhile, mam comes near me. Sound of hitting desk alarms. I get conscious. Hold that paper into my palm. Mam brings me to the school psychiatrist. Left me there in an empty room. I feel free somehow and start writing with the pen on the table. Door opens. Hide that paper again. Annah! Is that you? Madam Kim Yu Na, the psychiatrist. What brings you here this time? She brings a smile to my face whenever I see her. Such a genuine and beautiful person in my school. She comes near and asked me what. Miss. Yu Na, I showed her that paper. She immediately gets that as she is confused. She gave me a storybook with pictures to read. That's interesting and I watch pictures to the end.

Annah! How come you write this? She looks strange and worried about me. Meanwhile, the teacher enters the room with Principal Madam. We wished her. The teacher still keeps her rage face. The Principal looks weird on me. Miss. Yu Na pulls me closer to her. What is this time? The Principal asks. Nothing sir, she just needs counseling. Inform her parents, The Principal gets out. Miss. Yu Na sit me on the chair and said, "never talk about this to anyone". We should bring this at the right time. I nod my head and my love for her has no limit. Bell rings. It's lunch.

I feel completely free after meeting Miss. Yu Na. A month passed. I get into Miss. Yu Na's cabinet is usually for my counseling class. We spend time together and have the same eye on things. That matches us closer. She never takes me wrong. She gets me to read a book that matches my taste and helps me write my thoughts. She starts to collect whatever I write. Sometimes she asks me to rewrite. Days went this way. 

Annaaah, Anneeee... Get ready we gonna dine at our favorite restaurant tonight, Mom called us. It's a jackpot for us. Anne gives me hi-fi. We're existing to explore a newly opened restaurant instead of our favorite one. It's full of delicious food under best ever offers for its take up. We enjoyed the Meeks and meats of our favorite at low cost. It's jackpot over jackpot.

Serendipity of Jimin's alarms on my mom's phone call from our principal. The whole mood of me blasts in a second. Mom picks her call. Hello sir, My greeting. It's unexpected. Mom answers. Can't hear the other side of the call. Keeps me to the top of the hill. I observe mom's reaction. It was just sattle. She hangs on. I run to the washroom Looking at the table nothi

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ng seems bad, I collect strength to answer questions on myself. I rejoin and realize the phone call brings nothing 'bout me.

Before bed, the discussion starts with Mom. The Principal informed us that they will hold a cultural function in school and asked us to donate. "Shut the trap" Dad shouted. The next day, cultural practices begin. The whole school looks inside out. Herd working students pressured teachers, the ground seems full like flies on the plate. Time ran fast as Olympic runners.

On a cultural day, parents arriving, participants wearing make-up, Teachers assembling students, the stage awaits guests and I'm busy searching Miss. Yu Na. Finally, find her in the dressing room with Anne. I wonder, what the hell I'm seeing? Why she dressed up like a Grim Reaper and no words about it to us. I ran to Miss. Yu Na. She rejoices seeing me there. I greet. She smiles and shows Anne to me to help her reading her part. She is in a fancy dress competition. There waits for me a surprise. She is about to tell the story that I wrote in the maths class. She catches all my expressions and reflects perfectly.

Meanwhile, half of the function was over. Q quote was read for fancy dress competition, Miss. Yu Na welcomes. A few performed and it's Anne's turn to go to the stage. The screen shows or parents in ecstasy. Then it shows Anne. She was about to narrate a short story of mine. Unfortunately, it's late at night half past eight and the MC desk announce Anne's will end of the stage. Anne has given only 2 minutes. She cut shorts the story and narrated it seriously literally like reciting a poem. 

I met Mr.Demon 

On the street side of

Spooky men own;

Stops by gloomy residential

Asks for haunted restaurant

Where he can have 

Fresh heart and blood wine. 

I lead his way and made his table

Instead, he shares 

"In my collections of hands

I found one particular

Was so small that holds

A terrible harassment story.

That even enough to shake

My deadly soul and wondered

There live beasts worst than us".

By Grim Reaper

(A satire on rapists and injustice)

The whole school applauded her. The Principal asks, where did you get your story? Anne point me to standing beside the stage screen. Miss. Yu Na brings me to the stage and shows a book that treats my collections of stories. That literally takes me up to the sky. She turned the cultures into my book launch and the school gets guilt for bullying me on my stream of consciousness Occasionally.The Psycho of the school becomes student celebrity of the school.

 

My Gratitude band regards to Miss. Yu Na, Kim