I found myself lying on my desk, in that strange afternoon, without remembering nothing and only, feeling somehow very tired and a bit confused. I looked around my class. I only found a figure sitting there without moving. I stood up and walked towards that figure, but suddenly, I stepped into something. It was a small bottle, more accurately it was a bottle of medicine that was empty. I didn’t pick it up and just passed to it. Moving more towards the figure I understood who was it. I called her name, but no answer. I shook her but for my surprised she landed on the ground and didn’t move. I shook her again and called her name but she didn’t move again. I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do. I froze knowing what it means. The person who is in front of me was already dead, she was the only one that I treasured the most, the one that I secretly love, my beloved teacher.

For a few minutes I didn’t move on my position… I couldn’t move… It was like my body little by little was breaking into pieces. I couldn’t think of anything. - I just wanted to die.- without hesitation I walked towards the windows. I opened it. I was about to jump, but suddenly a hand stopped me. She was a classmate of mine. She slapped me.