My OperaSomething's wrong
Tuesday, December 11, 2007 1:45:52 AM
You think you care? You just don't.
Something's seriously wrong with everything. But I don't know what.
How many times have I been to the music room today?
I left the music room for the last time tonight. It was cold and quiet. Where did the teachers go? No one was in the staff room, and it hadn't been 8 yet. The sound of footstep echoed in my ears, and I turned round to see. But no one was behind me.
However, as I started walking, the sound came to me again. I stared at the corridor in front, where someone had just disappeared at the corner to the comp lab. Was it this person's footstep I heard?
But there was the sound again as I started walking. And behind me there was no one.
It didn't take me really long after that to figure out it was just me. In fact, it seemed to be my sweater, rubbing against my backpack.
But something's really wrong about it. Something is not right, but I can't figure out what it is.
Something's seriously wrong with everything. But I don't know what.
How many times have I been to the music room today?
I left the music room for the last time tonight. It was cold and quiet. Where did the teachers go? No one was in the staff room, and it hadn't been 8 yet. The sound of footstep echoed in my ears, and I turned round to see. But no one was behind me.
However, as I started walking, the sound came to me again. I stared at the corridor in front, where someone had just disappeared at the corner to the comp lab. Was it this person's footstep I heard?
But there was the sound again as I started walking. And behind me there was no one.
It didn't take me really long after that to figure out it was just me. In fact, it seemed to be my sweater, rubbing against my backpack.
But something's really wrong about it. Something is not right, but I can't figure out what it is.
