Literature
skool boy
I walked into the room that was quite to familiar. I put a hand over my eyes the other one secure on my backpack, making sure it didn't fall off my shoulder to the ground. When my eyes gusted I could see the large room ahead of me. one wall was lined with large paned windows and a desk in the front of the room. An old fashion chalkboard was on the wall ahead of me, and in the middle where lines of desks, one after another. Kids sat on the desks, talking to there friends, laughing and talking, reuniting after the long summer. I quickly straightened up my mess uniform, straightening the tie, and tucking in my shirt. I figured it would be better
