Creative Writing, Room 203, Fall 1990 by: Mitzy

Mitzy walked into the classroom. She was tired of walking around the school. Why had her father decided to make her go to public school? She had left all of her friends. She was popular at her other school. Everyone liked her at her other school. This was ridiculous. Mitzy reminded herself what her grandmother often told her, “Baby, everything happens for a reason.” Mitzy just hoped that she saw someone in the classroom that she recognized.

Mitzy looked around the classroom for one familiar face. She finally saw one. She wasn’t sure where she had the girl at and she couldn’t remember the girl’s name, but Mitzy was happy to see her.

Mitzy walked back to the group of girls. They stopped talking when Mitzy walked up to them. Mitzy paid them no attention. She looked at the girl she recognized and said, “Hello. I am glad to see you. I haven’t seen anyone else that I recognized. Are they ever gonna put elevators in this place?” they two girls sitting with the girl that Mitzy recognized laughed. Mitzy shook her head.

One of the girls said, “I am Anita. This is Kelly. I guess you already know Brandy. What’s your name?” Mitzy said, “I am Mitzy Taylor.” Anita laughed.

posted by Mitzy @ 9:20 AM