- Vol. 09
- Chapter 04
It is now one minute since I joined the line of chattering voices. The room is locked. She is late. The cool draft in the corridor sends shivers through my spine and I feel the butterflies rise in my stomach. There are around fifty-nine species of butterflies and I have a large poster on my bedroom wall displaying most of them. They are all beautiful but my favourite is the Peacock.
It is now two minutes since I joined the line which means that there is now only forty-three minutes left before the bell rings and the lesson will end. The chattering subsides as Miss Mathias unlocks the classroom door. I wish I had chosen a desk nearer the back. The clock on the wall is two minutes fast. I do not make eye contact. Miss Mathias wants to discuss our homework. There is a sudden eruption and she throws a large piece of chalk to towards the back of the room. I cannot understand any logic or reasoning. I can only understand fear. ‘GET OUT’. Trembling instinct tells me I am next. I am unable to concentrate and all I can hear is fury. ‘RUBBISH’, ‘THINK’. I am unable to think. I am only able to feel the multiple butterflies in my stomach. The bell rings for our break and there is a hastening bustle of departure. I walk out of the building and take a huge breath out towards the sky and watch the Peacock fly away. There are seventy-two hours before the next lesson.