Tears filled my eyes as I looked at the screen of my phone and it had been one hour. No, I wasn’t crying. Not really, because I have this habit of my eyes involuntarily secreting tears in my gland whenever I look at something or, more specifically, right now, at my phone.
I am on my third day of suspension at school. My parents were fuming mad about it, but they couldn’t do anything. They were the kind of parents who were busy with their work, but still, I’m lucky enough that they were worried or fuming mad at me. Weirdly, I just laughed about my suspension when I told them about it and they just let me be peaceful inside the house. No explanations about what happened.
It’s been three days a week. And I thought this week of suspension would bring my joy in life because of the idea that w
