I was sitting down quietly at my desk,nibbling on my nails.
I was perspiring at the mere thought of it.
I'm doomed. I knew that I'm doomed.
No miracles will ever take place.
This was a rough picture of what had occur to me during additional mathematics class yesterday. I was looking forlorn. Part of me was feeling jittery and another part of me was praying hard that this was going to be over. I was shaking my watch hoping that it'll do some miracles to reverse back the time.
Pn Nur Zihan was calling out the names of students who did not hand in the book. And I knew sooner or later,just a mater of time that I'll received glares from 43 pairs of eyes. I never meant to lose my book. I was innocent.
Perseverance was what I had at that moment until.............
A girl from my class-I guess its Yannie shouted my name from one corner of the class.
What the heck?What does she want at this moment of time?
I was angry and frustrated at the thought of it until she told me that she had found my book.
Oh Yannie I love you!!!!(although I didn't really said that)
My poor additional mathematics book was not the only victim.A bunch of books were found sleeping forlornly in the drawers of the teacher's desk. Whose the culprit behind all these?
Only God knows!!!
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