While watching aimlessly at the teacher try to get into the cafeteria he says “they usually just cause the door to stay open for temporary maybe they did this again.” He says to himself. “Look closer and you will find your solution.” the voice echoed through his head as a bell would. Heeding the voices advice he starts looking at the door wondering what the voice meant. He hears the teacher yelling, when he noticed that the metal shard had caused the door to jam.
  
He starts to move away so that if the teacher was to try anything he would be out of the way. Before he could fully move the teacher says “Move back.” When he is finished moving out of the way “Why let him hurt himself? That is my job. Just like back then…” the voice says with great clarity and malice. “Back then what do you mean?” Tilan responds with great eagerness for the voice to answer, but it never did.
  
With uncertainty that was poorly covered up he walks to the door and tries to push out the shard. To his surprise and dismay it smoothly slid out of where it was jammed into. “You really shouldn’t try a gentler approach to these problems moron.” He says to himself with deviance that was menacing in every way. “Why am I cursed to live in an idiot’s body? Why can’t I have had someone who would at least think before rushing into…” As he was ranting the wind blows by and straightens his hair which was messed up when removing the shard of metal. “ugh What happened?” He asks while looking dizzy and disoriented.
				
			He starts to move away so that if the teacher was to try anything he would be out of the way. Before he could fully move the teacher says “Move back.” When he is finished moving out of the way “Why let him hurt himself? That is my job. Just like back then…” the voice says with great clarity and malice. “Back then what do you mean?” Tilan responds with great eagerness for the voice to answer, but it never did.
With uncertainty that was poorly covered up he walks to the door and tries to push out the shard. To his surprise and dismay it smoothly slid out of where it was jammed into. “You really shouldn’t try a gentler approach to these problems moron.” He says to himself with deviance that was menacing in every way. “Why am I cursed to live in an idiot’s body? Why can’t I have had someone who would at least think before rushing into…” As he was ranting the wind blows by and straightens his hair which was messed up when removing the shard of metal. “ugh What happened?” He asks while looking dizzy and disoriented.