Imma just-
It's all red. My entire classroom was covered in red as the metallic scent of blood wafted through the air. I stared at my friends, staring at me in shock as I look down at my hands, clean as a whistle, but the chair next to me was bloodied and dented.. 'Oh.. my chair..' I think to myself as I pick my chair up and put it back neatly at my desk..
I think I finally snapped. I wished for so long to throw a chair at the people I hated most in school. I guess that fantasy became a reality. It's hot in the classroom.. It's almost hometime. My favorite time of the day. but there are police cars and ambulances outside. I don't think I'll go home today...