We rent locker space the way our parents rent houses. They are our sliver of space in this public world, a place to store, to fill, to hide. The others keep sports bags in theirs, heavy books, secret notes, but mine is always empty, a rectangle of suspended air that no one else can breathe.
Today that changes.
It’s only small but I can picture the day they find it—the look on the teacher’s face, my mother’s tears, the student testimonies. They will ask me why I did it but I don’t know. Maybe it was something he said.
Photo Credit: Karl Villanueva
Hope
Empty and alone surrounded by hundreds of people and still she goes unnoticed like a locker. She stands still in a roving school. Bella they call her but they don’t know her. Waiting for the day she makes a friend after 6 months. Angry with her dad for making her move for the marines.
What to do in when your alone and lost in a brand new place?
Morning comes it’s time for torture that she calls school, she walks in and spots a new face. Deciding to make someone not feel alone, making a new friend.
Finally open.
Excellent! This one I get.
Yo! Tony what is in the locker? I don’t understand
What is this about?
the fact that time was ticking, fast. I was so close to reaching the end of an error. the start of something new. I needed to get into it, and fast. if this was shown to the school on parade on Thursday afternoon, my life would be over, over before I even started. I look left, right, checking to make sure its safe. I needed to do this. I rushed over to the locker, the death of doom. I picked the lock in panic with a bobby pin I had found earlier behind the shed. my plan was in place. it was now or never…
MY STORY
So spongebob meets Sheldon cooper. Sheldon and spongebob go to the land of science, facts and trains. They live happily ever after and discuss their obssessions with trains.