Waiting

by joetwo

“Why am I waiting? Why are they making me sit here, in the middle of this busy corridor, where the whole school can see me? Why are they doing this to me?

“I know what I did was wrong, but I wasn’t thinking when I did it, it was a spur of the moment, beyond my control, nothing wrong with that, ask my mother, she had me tested.

“This waiting is getting out of hand. What has it been? Six minutes? Far too long. With no one looking I could get up to anything.

“I am a boy after all.”

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Written for the Light and Shade Challenge for Monday 20th October 2014

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