So often in my mind,
I am in my school,
I don't want to stray from it!
I wander down its hallway,
thinking how it looks so lonely.
The school is silent,
saying nothing,
There is silence in it
heavy and nauseating.
All its eyes are closed,
because it knows,
no-one will come.
I've never seen it cleaner,
I've never seen it calmer.
I’m not happy to see it that way,
I wish it was different,
just the way it was before,
when we were inside
and making a mess.
I want the previous years back,
to run to school every day,
to look at the clock to see,
if I get to school in time.
I want to go to school,
run barefoot down the halls
and meet familiar faces
in front of the classroom doors.
I want the familiar building
to be my school again.
My room is a lonely classroom.
I want us all to sit together again,
to hear each other breath
and look at each in the eyes.
I'm sure we have all realised
how much we need each other
and that we are stronger,
when we are together!
Kristijan Milenković, 8.b