88TH HEARTBEAT

JORDI ADKINS

The spirit of Christmas was already upon us and comes along with it was the coldest breeze to ever grace my skin. I took a moment to shiver and adjust from such nippy brush of the wind that just passed by. I had to quickly take my jacket out and wear it before I could even freeze to death. I was probably one of the few people who decided to run for the door once Principal Sanders closed the show. I thought I was suffocating because of the level of oxygen being too low for people like me and when I got outside, I was slapped with such coldness.

The school auditorium was truly heated in both ways that I could ever imagine. Not only that there are a lot of people warming up the air but what happened at this year’s play was also heated and quite frankly, controversial. It will probably go down in this school’s history as one of those night who changed the course of the universe. I guess those straight mostly white people who think they’re holding the supremacy were all shook