Literature
The Inside of the Book
The clock alarm starts buzzing at 7AM. A new and pathetic day.
I get out of bed and get ready for school, or should I say, my death place. On the way to school, my mother asked me how I've been in school lately, like in grades and such. Of course I'd lie to her and answer her that everything was alright. Today they're giving out the report cards, so I'm a bit worried. I really try, but I just cannot concentrate in class at all.
I arrive at school late, as usual. I rush to my classroom; apparently math class already started.
"Kyle, late again. It really doesn't surprise me", said my teacher, "Go sit please."
I have no idea of what exactly t