“Rose! Where is your homework?” asked Miss Flinche.
“It’s here, Miss,” I replied, handing it over.
Her beady eyes scanned it,
“It’s all wrong! The instructions were so clear!”
“I-I’m sorry...I didn’t understand the instructions,”
Everything started to go out of focus, and Miss Flinche’s screams melted away into the background. Laughter and pointing fingers surrounded me. I could feel my face burning. I closed my eyes, hoping to refocus; when I opened them again, I was drowning in a sea of sadness, as memories flooded into my mind. The tsunami of thoughts consumed me… my head began spinning as all of my thoughts swirled into a whirlpool, then I was back in reality...
Year 5 class in Thailand