Scared Student

I walked into the classroom, shy frightened. Of course at when a new student shows up at a school, you always introduce yourself. It was now my turn. I shook like crazy in the hallway. I began to feel as though the teacher had forgotten about me.
Finally, he called me in I was relieved but when he called I jumped a bit. When I was standing in front of everybody the teacher reminded me to introduce myself. This made me blush a bit in embarrassment but I started.
“Hello my name is-“I said as I fell down. Someone snuck forward and tied my shoelaces together. The classroom burst out in laughter. It was a loud explosion of children laughing.
The Teacher stood up “Everyone take a seat, let’s begin.” I was ignored, but okay with it. I was relieved that he stopped me. I quickly undid the tied together laces and then tied them normally. After sitting in a desk I was directed to by the teacher the class actually began.
At the very end of class after the teacher finished his lecture, he asked who’d show me around. You could’ve heard a pin drop. Nobody said a word, none of them. The teacher looked disappointed but nobody seemed to care, at all.
The teacher finally got fed up, and demanded that two people show me around. So he then picked two people forcedly and then he let us go for lunch. These two people showing me around were dead silent. I figured the lunchroom could be nice. You never really know. I began to daydream a bit.
Suddenly I was thrown into a trash can. The darkness that appeared instantly scared me I made a little shriek, which the two boys heard. I also heard them walking off, laughing. I felt a slimy thing slowly moving down my back, oozing through my shirt. It was cold and seemed to be becoming longer.
I instantly screamed at the top of my lungs. I’d think that everybody around would hear this loud noise, but after listening for a minute, they were already being louder than myself. Disgusted at this garbage, I felt upset. One single tear went down my face. With much hesitation and without much will, I pushed my hands downward, into the trash to push myself up.
While searching for the bathroom many people pointed and stared. I began blushing heavily as I lost the color in my face. I felt completely flushed, and the smell. I started running in hopes of finding a bathroom. One arm was held up to my face to try and smother the tear streams that were flowing.
I soon found the bathroom. After going inside I looked straight at the mirror. I was a complete and total wreck, a bomb had gone off in this school, and that bomb, was me. I splashed water all over myself and began to wash all the trash and smell of myself.
Shortly after I started washing myself, a couple of kids came into the washroom. It was the same two that threw me into the trash, they seems to have taken a liking to me.
After getting a good taste of the toilet water, and cleaning off I went to the lunchroom to eat. Once I got there I saw pizza was being served for lunch. I prepared my money. I had 15 dollars. Not much, but enough. After purchasing some pizza I got a drink. While I was heading for a table, I realized that literally every table was taken.
I took a bit of my favorite food, the pizza. I opened my eyes quite wide with my cheeks bulging. I started to run for a garbage can. I couldn’t find one though. I caught sight of one through the corner of my eye.
I raced over to it and hurled. The delicious looking food must’ve been completely rotten. It tasted horrid. I took a swig of my drink. It was no better.
Someone took advantage of me being sick, tried to push me into the trash, and stole the remaining money I had. I turned around to catch them, but they instantly disappeared into the crowd.
When I got back to my class after lunch I was given detention for being late. Sitting in class listening was one of the most boring experiences I’d ever experienced. Finally the bell had rung and I was able to go home.
I was frightened when I got home. Fear had consumed me, in a single bite. I couldn't possible go back. Absolutely nobody could survive the terror that was my school. The vile shadows of students, sneaking around to cram you into the trash. The dictative teacher. Taking control of everything tossing around detentio- Suddenly I remembered he had given me detention. That I forgot to attend.
I was lying in bed, trembling. Shaking with sheer, fear. I was thinking of every alternative to going to class, to school tomorrow. I felt like black rings were around my eyes, holding them open. I was sweating wildly as I lay awake in my bed, clenching my quilt tightly. I was hoping that school would never come morning wouldn't arrive... it.. woul..dn't.. happen.. I yawned and drifted off to sleep.
I didn't set my alarm and was late. The shower went from freezing cold to scalding hot. My breakfast was extremely rushed and I got the hiccups. Tears literally streamed down my face as I took the icy cold walk through pure white snow. The slowly melted snow would now drip through my small sneakers. They were too small and had holes in them. My feet were frozen. I had gone completely white all colour faded from my face. Although the reason the colour faded, was because I had run into my teacher as soon as I walked into the school.
Everyday was like that for me. All the school days. I'd wait at home. My constant nightmare of my teacher mutating into something, something else. At the end of the year I was so delighted. Finally my misery was over. The damage had been done, the pain was over. I was moving onto grade 7. Elementary school was over for me I had moved onward to middle school. I grin wildly the entire day. Although, in middle school I'll have eight teachers...