Quiet kid's lovely school.
I stared at my paper, my dyslexic brain wasn't comprehending the math, the walls felt like they were closing in on me. All while Mrs Coldstare was watching me, scoffing whenever I wrote something. I went to a school where incorrect behavior was punished greatly, worse than being expelled, although I can't go into it much here because at this time I had not a clue of how this school worked. I was about to find out though, soon. This may seem crazy, but this is the truth and I will tell you about it.…
