IT'S MY HOME

AFTER THE SCHOOL I WENT TO SEE MR.COLIN. I SAW HIM THROUGH THE GLASS WINDOW. HE WAS AT HIS DESK WITH SOME PAPERS ON HIS TABLE. I KNOCKED ON THE DOOR.

“COME IN.” HE SAID WITHOUT LOOKING AT ME. I MOVED INSIDE AND SHUFFLED CLOSER TO HIM.

“MR. COLIN...?” I SAID WITH HASITATION.

“OH...LICIA.” HE SAID WITH A SMILE, LIFTING HIS HEAD.

“YOU ASKED ME TO MEET YOU AFTER SCHOOL.”

“OH YES. I REMEMBER THAT. PLEASE HAVE A SEAT.” HE SAID LEAVING PAPERS ON THE SIDE OF TABLE.

I SAT ON THE CHAIR ACROSS THE TABLE.

“SO...TELL ME MY CHILD...IS THERE ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT...?” HE SAID LOOKING AT ME. I WAS TOTALLY CLUELESS ABOUT THE QUESTION. I STARTED TO WRING THE SIDE OF MY SKIRT. HE SAW THAT I WAS NERVOUS.

“LICIA....? LOOK...I’M YOUR TEACHER AND IT’S MY DUTY TO KNOW ABOUT MY STUDENTS AND SOLVE THEIR PROBLEMS. SO TELL ME WHY YOU ARE SO DISTURBED BY LAST FEW DAYS....?” HE SAID WITH A CALMING VOICE.

“WELL...NOTHING IN PARTICULAR.” I SAID CAREFULLY CHOOSING MY WORDS.