Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Sunday, October 9, 2011

The Locker's Pain.

"Clank". "Squeak". "Clunk. "

This is the sound I make.

I am Zoe and Grace's locker, and once again, my mirror falls off.

Oh man, you would not BELIEVE the stuff they put on me. Hooks, magnets, stickers, tape... Aaaargh!

I liked it better when I was plain. I miss the long, peaceful, QUIET summers.

They bring their friends over and say "Look, we decorated our locker.".

"Our locker?!", I want to shout. But, unfortunately, I don't have a mouth.
I am not owned by anybody! Well, I guess that's not strictly true.

But still, I go through the pain of school days.

Finally, finally, the "Goodbye Bell" rings. I close my eyes, if I had any, and go to sleep.

In what seems like seconds, the "Hurry up and get to work" bell rings, and I am slammed open.

"Oh well", I think.