FREEDOM

Rays of golden sunshine danced into Myop's colourful bedroom. Her bright red alarm clock
started to sing as she rushed out of her warm bed. Happy, excited and joyful was the perfect
description for Myop's mood when she dressed into her brand-new uniform for the first day of
school!

As she enthusiastically skipped to the bus, Myop stopped to pick up pretty fragrant flowers to
give to her teacher. Hoping there were still vacant seats, she boarded the large yellow bus. Her
attention was caught by an empty seat.

Pushing past her, a hurdle of deafening boys bluntly pushed her into a dusty corner as they
claimed the chair. Ignoring the rude teenagers, Myop stood in anticipation of the upcoming
events the day hosted.

Carelessly jumping down the stairs of the bus, Myop scavenged through the narrow hallway to
find her new class. As her eyes finished scanning the room numbers, she frantically turned the
door handle that led to her classroom with a bright smile that stretched as wide as a rainbow.

As her sparkly brown eyes tuned to another student around her age, she waved her dark brown
hand in the air. In return, she was greeted with alarming tears that stained his tan cheeks.

"Hi!" She greeted.

No response.

She was stopped from persistently trying again when the tall blonde teacher walked in with a
stern face. When quickly standing up to gift her the gorgeous blue flowers she harvested earlier,
Myop was pulled back by her rusty stool.

Giggling erupted the class as some cheeky heads turned around to stare at her maliciously.
Unsettling insecurity clogged Myop’s mind. Trying to avoid attaining more attention, Myop
grabbed another stool close by and sat down.

Cheers filled the room full of teenagers as sirens started to ring across the school to indicate the
start of a well-awaited playtime. Myop grabbed her new pink lunchbox and took short strides to
the playground.

But was blocked by a crowd of snickering boys who started to encircle her. Sharply snatching
her lunch box, they emptied it into the smelly bin. Nasty insults flowed out of their mouth like a
river preparing to engulf her.

When they started to slowly abandon her shaken figure, one of the tall intimidating boys grabbed
her drink bottle. Unhesitant he emptied the cold water onto her poufy black hair. Vigorously
chucking the drink bottle across the room, he proudly walked away to his friends.

Myop shivered hopelessly as the cold water ran down her neck. Her wide eyes traced the
teacher's blank face for a reaction. Nothing. Her eyes continued to beg for a response from the
boy sobbing earlier. Nothing.

Pathetically collecting her belongings, Myop sat back down on her chair and she threw her bag
onto the tarnished grey table. Turning her head to look outside, gloomy dark clouds embraced
her teary eyes.

The desperate need for freedom now choked the once-sweet flowers.
1- Enthusiastically, Myop woke up excited for the first day of school.

2- On the way to the bright yellow bus, Myop picked up pretty blue fragrant
flowers for her new teacher.

3- As she enters her classroom her eyes lock with a student around her age, she
waves her dark brown hand in the air but doesn’t get a response.

4- Instead of trying again, she stood up the give her teacher the flowers she
picked earlier but was pulled back by her rusty stool; this caused the whole
class to stare back at her while snickering.

5- All of the students quickly headed outside when the bell rang but Myop was
stopped by a crowd of intimidating bullies who ruined her lunch and hair.

6- After sitting back down, Myop looks at the drowned flowers and realises how
they were suffocated by their desperate desire for freedom.