“ As Everyday Goes By”
                                                      By: Erika Moreno
    As I walk into World History class I have a head ache. I  can smell the stench of the boys locker room. I try really hard to hold my breath, but eventually I have to breath.  I can  feel  the air so mushy. Everyone scrambled everywhere ready to take their afternoon naps. The teacher as always standing by the door. I like the teacher he is very easygoing, but that class is such a dread.