A Little Mistake-Original Short Story

A Little Mistake - Original Writing

“Alex please report to the office, Alex to the office please,” blared over the loudspeaker into the English classroom.

“Ooooooooohhhhhh!!!” the class replied in standard form, implying I must be in trouble. But I was in trouble and I knew it. I walked to the office and waited in a chair for the assistant principal to come and lecture me about how what I did was wrong. However, I wasn’t wrong, at least I didn’t think so. Tick-tock, tick-tock, seconds seemed like hours as I waited for my dreaded sentence. (What would it be? Detention for a week? A month? A year?)

From one of the back offices, a big dark shadow moved closer to me. Suddenly, the shadow became

Following him into the office, I felt like a midget next to his giant stature and was intimidated from all of the rumors that he was as strict as Miss. Trunchbell from Maltilda with his punishments. Mr. Schuler sat down shuffled through the disciplinary form that had been filed for me. “It says here that you left class without the teachers permission.”

“Yes, that’s…part…of…what…happened,” I stuttered, while trying to hold back the tears from running down my face. It was my first time ever really getting in trouble at school and I feared my parents would kill me, plus sitting across from the beast we referred to as Mr. Schuler was a pretty intimidating situation of its own.

“You know that was wrong, don’t you?” he replied.

“Yeah,” I said, composing myself, “but there is an explanation for it. You see, I was working on this project and someone thought I was

Basically, I was really just listening to what the teacher said.”

“Either way, you know you shouldn’t have left the room in that situation, because it is really important for teachers to know where you are,” Mr. Schuler replied. At this moment, Mr. Schuler, a man who every child feared, seemed so timid and soft. Maybe he wasn’t an evil beast like I had heard. “But, because you are a good kid, we aren’t going to give you detention this time. However, if you do anything of this sort again, there will be consequences.”

“Thank you so much Mr. Schuler. I was so nervous. You had me believing I was going to get detention for the rest of the year.”

Since that day, I never met with Mr. Schuler again for any disciplinary reason. However, I reckon if I went back and saw him today, he wouldn’t be big or beast-like as he used to seem. No matter how intimidating an adult may seem to a child, as that child grows and matures he/she will one day, most likely, no longer be afraid of that adult. These adults have a soft spot that will be brought out to