Keep Out Part One

Here is a story sad and true, how my life made me question, "what did I do?" I am only eight years old and my hands are tied I have a pencil in my mouth and my eyes are open wide. Honestly I knew what they said was a lie but I listened anyways and that’s how I ended up on the inside, I don't like it here and all my friends said, "Keep out!" but I didn't listen and now even the monsters in my closet can't hear me when I shout. This building made my mommy smile, she told she would pick me up after awhile. Every other kid my age I saw was either crying or just down right mean. There were crayons On the floor and paper stuck to the wall, there were chairs in the corner and a few girls holding dolls. There was a lady clapping and calling out names finally she got to me and I wanted to scream. I tried to reach the door knob but It was out of my reach. Then the lady laughed at me and said, “What would you like me to teach?” I shook my head and started to cry the floor started spinning and I wish I could fly, because the window was open and just a little over my head. I tried not to listen to a thing she said.