My little bunny
By Xènia Belén Fernández, 2n A
When I was little I had a bunny
We went to a park when it was sunny
I saw a snail
with a big tail
My bunny said it was very funny
The onion
Per Xènia Belén Fernández, 2n A
A big onion was washing a cup
Suddenly the kitchen blow up
It was a very dark night
when in the house it turned on a light
The onion was petting a pup
Private center
By Estefany Padilla, 1r Batxillerat B
I opened my eyes and I looked around my bedroom, I looked at my partner and she
was reading a book with the title “How to quit drugs”. I got up at 8 o’clock, I walked
down the stairs of the double bed. Then I heard someone knocking at the door. My
partner was very nervous, but I didn’t want to know why she was so stressed. I got
dressed and washed my teeth and my face very fast. Suddenly, the door opened at
half-past 8, we stayed in the hall. There were a lot of people. All of them were
wearing the same suits as us.
There was a woman who was wearing a suit that made her look like a sergeant, she
was screaming a lot, saying: “Come babies, it is time to eat, if you don’t like the food,
it is not my problem!”. We were queuing to eat breakfast, Ididn’t know what was
happening, but I thought that it was better to follow the others, and not make
questions. I think I am in a reformatory or a private school. We wore the same
clothes, no place to escape, and everything needed to stay under control and in silence.
We were eating cereals and milk for breakfast. I was eating, I felt observed so I
turned my head to look around the dining room, I saw a boy shaking his hand to me.
I don’t know who he was.
After breakfast, I went to the rest area. The boy came next to me and said: “Hello,
how are you?”. I tried to answer him and I said: “Sorry, but I don’t know who you are.
I have tried, I feel you are someone I know in the past, but I don’t remember
anything”, and he started explaining that he was my best friend, we were all the time speaking to each other. When he looked at me, my face was very confused, he continued explaining that if this were to happen, I would be told that you have a
tattoo behind your neck covered by your hair. It was a dove with an olive branch in
its beak, flying over the world and with the word freedom on the side.
I started thinking about this, immediately I said to him that I needed to go to the
bathroom. When I was there, I looked in the mirror and there was the tattoo, just as he
explained it and finally I remembered everything. Just a week ago, I had consumed
something I shouldn’t have and I went back to the hospital and from there I woke up
again in this place.
I am in a lunatic center.
Dear twelve year old me
By Ana Rodríguez, 2n Batxillerat
Hey twelve year old me,
now you are eighteen.
l’m here to tell you about everything l’ve seen.
We’ve seen our body change a lot
and we don’t hate it anymore.
We’ve seen some friends come and go
but their stories you’ll always know.
We’ve been through some heartbreak
both platonic and romantic.
We felt so many feelings
both tiny and gigantic
through it all our mental health went up and down
but now a days we smile more than we frown.
We weren’t perfect
but at least we tried
and all those experiences stretched our mind.
l’m not sure if I am where you thought I would be
but l’m proud of how it went
and l’m proud to be me.
Yes, sometimes school really does suck
but don’t you worry, we get through the mack.
And five years from now when I’m twenty-three
I can’t wait to see what becomes of me
So twelve year old me just keep holding on
and take a deep breath to see a new down.
