The Voices
I was in the middle of class when I felt like going to the bathroom. I remember that while I was already inside, someone started knocking on the door. I told him I was busy, but he kept insisting, as if that was the only bathroom in the whole school. I asked him to wait or to find another one, but all he kept saying was to open the door. Every time I answered no or to go away, he would bang even louder and almost scream, asking me to please let him in. I remember it well because those screams were not from someone in a hurry to go to the bathroom, they were from someone who was very scared. His screams managed to scare me too. I stayed locked up as long as I could until they came looking for me. They thought I was trying to hide from classes and I was punished every week, not being able to go out to play. If they saw me with anyone while I was grounded, they would drag it out even longer.
