The quite one (3)-is there going to be justice?

As a kid, we were often looked down upon because we are weak. We are like little chickens who can't survive without their mothers. Most times we need our mothers to fight our battles has a kid , and in most case it depends on how strong she is . I know for a fact that only crazy and the most brazen one will win the fight for his child .

For a reason when I thought about what happened earlier in school I have this crazy thought about me being the victim, what will my mom do ? Then I remember when my little sister was sent home with poop in her diapers, I remembered how pissed she was , the whole premises was shaken by her voice . She was brazen indeed if she stood up for me that way , maybe teachers would see me in a different way and they won't dare to mess with me .

I thought of this to my self has I watched my mum do the dishes. I wanted to do the same (smirked) , I wanted to know how it feels to wash those plate , I was attracted by the foams and the way the sponge absorbed the soap and my mother said" you can't do it" . Maybe she was right but I didn't let her , I wanted to wash those plates even more so she garbed stool for me , I stepped on them and I looked down -the kitchen looked different from here . The feeling is overwhelming I wanted to stay on the stool a little longer has I washed the plates but the only thought that came to mind was that I would fall , i should be careful I'm going to fall - it kept on ringing in my head so I had to get down maybe that was when it started...

The next day...

Being in class at 7:10am for the first time in this term made me happy but I'm not here to walk around the school premises like i use to , I am here to give him the dirtiest look ever . So I just kept staring and giving my teacher a frown from where I was sited but he didn't see me . I was so disgusted about what he did , I just wanted to vent and ask him if he couldn't just mind his business yesterday . I kept staring until he moved his mouth and faced me -he said " what is your name ?" I immediately looked away but then I had to answer my repulsive teacher . After I answered I wonder why he didn't know my name, I am your student and I have been in the class for more than two weeks what a teacher he is!!

" you are the quite one " He said to me "why are you always quite ?" and I tried to play dumb and I told him I had no reason to be quite. Before he asks me another question I best leave the class " I want to use the toilet" I said . -'Go to the assembly ground instead after the assembly you can use the toilet " he's got some nerves he

to order me around but then I should leave the class .

The school bell rang shortly, I always hated the sound of the bell in the morning, the time-keeper would ring the bell about five times it was always annoying to me because we all i had to obey and match to the assembly ground but this time

-I felt something and it felt weird . We were all about to gather at the assembly ground when she and her son kept on walking towards us ( I , the teacher and a few of my classmates ) .She looked like trouble from afar

So I thought, is there going to be justice?