Why Me?

It was a nice sunny, summer’s day in early July.

My friends and I were enjoying a great game of football during the lunch break. Suddenly I had an urge to visit the bathroom. As I was going, I went past Mrs. Smith’s classroom. She taught me English and she was a very good teacher. The door was ajar and the lock looked a bit ruined and messed up. I was starting to get worried, so I slowly walked towards the door to see what was going on. My blood rushed to my head I couldn’t hear anything and I felt isolated with an annoying scent going through my head making me feel sick, I broke a sweat above my brow. I heard whispers and I recognised a voice.

It was Steven Johnson. He was a tough boy who loses his temper extremely easily. He was a skinhead with a scar going through his head diagonally downwards from right to left.

I noticed him doing something, the door squeaked, Steven saw me and I was amazed at what I just saw. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

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I saw Mrs. Smith’s bag open and Steven’s left hand in it. Steven shook up. He looked terrified and worried. His face went red and he started breathing heavily. He was also holding a purse in his other hand, which surprisingly had a lot of money in it. I was also wondering what Mrs. Smith was doing with all this money, but that wasn’t my concern at the moment. I was thinking why Steven needed the money because his family is very wealthy. He saw me and ordered me to walk quietly towards him. Boy was I scared. My ...

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