Salma

“​He stared at me the entire time he said it. ​I was definitely in trouble now. Betrayal ​We were halfway out of school when Dad finally burst into an angry shout: “You made me apologize!” ​I couldn’t help the smile that popped back onto my face. “Yeah,” I said. “Being forced to do something you don’t want to do must be horrible. I wonder what that is like.” I let the words hang in the air between us. He knew exactly what I meant. After all, he’d made me apologize to the football team for being late and embarrassed me beyond belief just a few weeks ago! ​Dad stood in my way, bringing me to a halt. “You and I need to talk, mister. I think you’re letting this adult thing go to your head!” ​I nodded. “Uh huh, uh huh.” ​I wasn’t really listening. I was distracted by the two figures coming out of the sports hall in front of us. I frowned. Why was anyone still in the school at this hour? Did more people have parent-teacher meetings? Then I remembered. Today was the day of the school fair meeting! I grabbed Dad by”
― Katrina Kahler, I'm a Kid! Get Me Out of Here!