We all hate mondays 'cause it's school time. We hate the school works and the tests but, tomorrow's monday is what I hate. I'm really really afraid. Last friday, I sat on a chair cause i'm tired. We were having a dance practice for our afternoon's school activity. I sat on the chair, facing the wall fan and a minute ago, one of my friends, came and sat on my lap. She sat and did a weird stuff(like brushing her butt on my lap back and forth -_-) but, I didn't mind at all. Then another friend came and sat on my friend's lap who was still sat on my lap. Guess what, she did the same thing, but we just laugh. Another friend came and did the same thing. (It's kinda weird but I didn't care at all) Still, we're laughing but then, we heard a sudden crack came from the chair. One leg of the almost cut off!!! He quickly stood up and checked who's chair is it. Aishh.... It was my chair!!! My friends were laughing cause they're relief that it was my chair. I also laugh with them but deep inside, I feel disappointed and afraid. Am I really that good? Am I really that kind that I cannot get angry to them? Well it is my responsibility to take care of my chair because it is 'my' chair. If my homeroom teacher finds out this broken chair, I don't if i'm still alive. Really, he's way too scary! Those intimidating eyes with poker face, I think I cannot explain it to him. So, if you're reading this. Please pray for my emotional state and for my strict teacher. I hope there is an available chair for me to sit on tomorrow. I hope my broken chair lives happily at the heaven. (RIP)

How did it go? did the teacher get angry? Did he let it slide? Well either way a bit late but good luck...