I slumped down in a chair, spun it around
Slid the test I took back and forth, eyes tearing up
You aren't going to eat lunch? he asks
I say no, I mean academics is more important,
But it's not like I'm studying, or even looking at my test
He looks at me concerned, then goes back to his laptop
Part of me wants to scream.
**Thacker my family is falling apart and my mom is depressed and my dad leaves all the time and I still remember the gun shot, and I can't forget the words and I am just not functioning, and now I got a stupid grade on your test and my head hurts and I want you to know I don't hate you or your class I just don't like what's happening in my life right now and I'm taking it out on you, please help me.