Eyes Journal 4

So Sharon started to speculate homework. Homework, that strange knowledge filled fellow that occupied the deep trenches of a planner. The inevitable task which who perched in the slanted shelter with small pockets to it, and with no zipper. What use has Homework for a zipper, and what organization cant touch him? He stands on his tall throne that watches the students. Stations alert and movement-less all period with his saber pulled back, anticipating for the teacher to bid him chance. Perching here before here was a how or a what or a now. She was susceptible to discover a dot from its hole puncher on her desk any second now. She was tired and scared too. Poor friends! They should not have had to wonder into there by themselves. She sent Cody in to suggest help, but their friends said no. Those helpers were alright with random problems, but they did not know anything about these stranger methods. Her friends would be just fine as soon as the double sided boy found what was put aside. They were not going to spend as many hours on it at all. That is what they predicted at least. But Cody told her different, so she was aware. And then if it did not, the next dawn she was bound to know, for people set their alarms later in the hour and told themselves many more minuets. Friends who did not dare to be late before ran in and did not stop by their lockers. Just pushed the door onward and anticipated. suggestion, that filled circle, had sprinkled all over the recycling bin.