My writing

School is so stressful so when I am not feeling up to to go to class I go to one of the back exits and I leave the door open in a way where you can’t tell it’s open but I can also get back in. I walk outside, straight to the old tennis courts and sit down. I take a second to close my eyes and take a deep breath and when I do, I can smell the rusty metal fences that surround the court and I can smell fresh air. When I open my eyes I look around and each day I notice something new like the grass that is trying to come through the pavement so it can find sunlight, or the vines hanging on the fence which gives me the idea that nobody really comes back here. When I sit out here it feels like everything in the world has stopped and I am trapped in my own world. I can feel the cold ground pressing against my legs and the warm sun beating on my head and I can feel my body warming up. The longer I sit there things change, I look beyond the fence and I can see the football stadium, I also have a good view of the corner of the parking lot. I can smell the food coming from the cafeteria and it is making me so hungry. I get up to leave and I can feel the wind, I can hear crickets and I realize that the world has started again.