Corner

My hand easily found the alarm. I moaned loudly, the first day of school always sucks, especially the first day of school moving to a new country. Belize was blasting hot, dusty and filled with scents way foreign to the nose. Our house was a mansion stuck between sticks of houses. It was almost embarrassing walking out of it, everyone thought we hid millions in there. They didn't know however that my grandfather dying this summer had us discover the overwhelming debt he put us in. None of my family knew, which was why we were stuck in this God forsaken country.

My throat burned like never before, i'm sure the dust collected from the streets rested in there. Dragging myself out of bed I half paid attention to the stuffy uniform I tossed on. Another moan escaped, I was definitely not looking forward to today, if I hadn't been obvious enough. I rushed through breakfast like a Zombie on fast forward. Mom threw her mushy kisses my way and out the door I was. My legs were feeling the burn as I neared the huge concrete standing building. It looked more like a Harry Potter school of magic than an actual Middle School. I stopped myself just short from sticking my tongue out and panting. I felt like I was going to bake right here on the dusty roads.

I glanced around, feeling the stares bore into me before I them. They looked at me, hungrily and I shivered in the heat. I saw it, the burning and penetrating hate in each of them. I tried to keep my head high but my feet stumbled under me, making me grab out for the nearest person. I was pushed away as if they were burned by acid. I landed hard, my knees scraping against the hard sandy ground. My book bag weighed heavily against me, pushing me towards the ground. I dropped off the heavy weight and looked up for help. Their hatred told me there would be none.My heart pounded in my chest, I was surrounded. I could see my reflection in there glassy eyes, a white child, weak and alone in a sea of black. My breathing hitched in my throat, they neared me and I shuddered, giving in to the silent tears that wet my cheeks. They came closer, sly and evil grins splattered across their faces, their fingers elongated as if to grab every part of me and inflict twisted pain. I flinched, not able to stop the whimpers escaping me. I shut my eyes, knowing that it wouldn't block the pain, just their faces. Just then the bell rang loudly, I flung my eyes open, my breathing labored and leaned over to turn off the alarm clock.