The hallways in middle school are unpredictable.
One time, a boy came out of nowhere from around a corner and hugged me.
Then he ran away.
I don’t think that I knew him.
Another time, I was on my way to math class.
I dropped all of my books onto the floor.
I was upset, so I sort of let out a cry of frustration.
Three kids were also in the hallway.
One of them said to me, “Can you make that noise again?
I’m not being sarcastic.”
The problem is I think he was being sarcastic.
They didn’t offer to help me with my books that were all over the hallway.
Instead, they laughed and then the one made that comment.
I wasn’t bothering them, so I am not sure why he had to say anything to me at all.
I became even more upset.
Mostly though, students are nice in the hallways.
They smile or let me walk with them in the morning.
I walk with different people each morning.
I hope I don’t run into that hugger or that sarcastic kid again.