A Little Mistake - Original Writing :: Papers

A pocket-sized Mistake - Original Writing Alex please report to the baron, Alex to the office please, blared constantlyyplace the loudspeaker into the English classroom. Ooooooooohhhhhh the class replied in standard form, implying I mustiness be in trouble. But I was in trouble and I knew it. I walked to the office and waited in a chair for the assistant read/write head to come and lecture me about how what I did was wrong. However, I wasnt wrong, at least I didnt think so. Tick-tock, tick-tock, seconds seemed like hours as I waited for my dreaded sentence. (What would it be? Detention for a week? A calendar month? A year?) From one of the back offices, a big dark shadow moved closer to me. Suddenly, the shadow became Mr. Schuler, standing in front man of me. Alex, come in my office, please, he said in his stern tone. adjacent him into the office, I felt like a midget next to his lusus naturae stature and was intimidated from all of the rumors t hat he was as strict as Miss. Trunchbell from Maltilda with his punishments. Mr. Schuler sat down shuffled through the disciplinary form that had been filed for me. It says here that you left hand class without the teachers permission. Yes, thatspartofwhathappened, I stuttered, while trying to subdue back the tears from running down my face. It was my first time ever really getting in trouble at school and I feared my parents would kill me, plus sitting across from the beast we referred to as Mr. Schuler was a pretty intimidating situation of its own. You know that was wrong, dont you? he replied. Yeah, I said, composing myself, but there is an explanation for it. You see, I was operative on this project and someone thought I was being symbolize to them, so they ripped up the paper that I had written all my notes on and I started yelling so the sub hollered at me to go to the office and I left the classroom and was going to come to the office