Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009 @ 6:02 PM
I can bet with you guys this is gonna be a very very long post..
This girl in class, *Jane, is how do i put it, kind of anti-social, but she really wants to make friends. This morning, i trotted to my seat, fresh day, a fresh start.Before i knew it, this phrase shattered. My notebooks, maths and science, were gone. They contain all my important notes. then its like a lightbulb glowed above my head, yesterday, after recess of no-*Amy,P.S she got throat inflammation. I found my pebble, which was customized by my peer support leader, on my desk. I can swear i left it on the pile of books where my notebooks were. This girl, *Denise told me she found it on the floor and placed it on my table as there was my name. I knew i hadn't moved it, why was it on the floor? Obviously someone rummaged through my table.I asked the security monitress, who almost always get out of class last if she saw anyone on my table, she told me *Jane was still in class.Now all leads points to *Jane. Today, during recess, i told *eunice about this, she advised me to search *jane's table. True enough, It was there, on the cover read "my maths notebook, *Jane Tan" it was written on a paper, then placed over my cover. At the right moment, *jane came in. Our security monitress demanded why was my notebook under her table, and she gave this very very out of common 'excuse' or it may not be. she said someone wrote her a note and left it in her locker saying" hey jane, this maths notebook is for you, i hope you won't get scolded by Mrs ---- anymore" And she thought she made a friend. A friend, is this what friends do? steal others and give it to someone, obviously making the person a scapegoat.During art, When we asked her to come along with us to meet our form teacher, she appeared strong at first when she left the art room, then slowly she started to drag, the broke into tears saying" I don't trust you all, i cannot trust you all again! i thought she was my friend!" I couldn't give her a reply, i was stunned and angry. Stunned as it was the first time i have been in such a situation and such a strong girl would end up crying. Angry as i thought to myself, since when did she even trust us?! We've been trying to reach out to her and she just simply doesn't want to take it, what can we do?! Luckily for her, our form teacher wasn't around. She even requested for a scissors afterwards. What is she going to do? kill herself? No. Apparently, she used it to cut her fringe, and i accidently blurted out to my friends" is she going to be so emo and stab me from the back?" she was right behind. she overheard. She gave me the glare i would never ever forget.Those deadly glint in her black charcoal eyes.. The next session, she started being friendly to me again. This sudden change of attitude totally scared me. It was after school, she reached class earlier then i did but i caught her slipping out of class, piles and piles of books in her arm, i thought maybe she just needs a spring clean. Guess what? i was wrong. When i reached class, i packed up and waited for my friend, while waiting, i went to *jane's table and wanted to search for my other book, all was gone. Her books disappeared. Then it clicked. Her partner, still packing her bag,told me she brought it home. Now whenever i remember of the scene she brought her books with her just irks me out. I am trying my utmost best to be her friend but now i think its impossible. I am still going to tell our form teacher. I don't bother anymore. She has to stop her nonsense. I can be very sure she stole alot and ALOT of stuff before, victims told me. This has to stop.