Diary of Mr. Bell

                            Diary of Mr. Bell

                                              By Alex Lee

  The sun has sunken to the horizon as darkness devoured the day. Mr. Bell has just finished his trial version of lecture, being informed that  he is unsuitable for the work. The reason is simple. He is in unfortunate possition where he can hardly memorize the procedure of the entire class! The principle came into the classroom, observing every single detail. The sweat, from the cheek to the chin, drops itself into the ground, sparking in the sunlight.

  " Are you always absent-minded when you have just prepared for the lecture? Why cannot you memorize the lesson plan? Can't you be flexible for a while?" asked the principle. Frankly speaking, these questions have shooted through his innermost being, like a bullet shooting through a heart, evoking his most painful memory.

  "I suppose you are, currently, not really suitable for the preschool education. As a result, you are not so suitable for having an lecture now, and we need someone who can actually teach kids English."

  The purple oxygen encountered with blue mood, producing something incredibly heavy,  gravitating itself and scattering into pieces. He felt like he was somehow scattered into particles, as if some invisible force has suffericated him.

  For a long time, he has been busily dealing with the side-effect the accident has shadowed him. The vision Lord has shown him confuses him like the undoubtibly intractable puzzle. The textmessage came, saying that he might come back to the company the next day. He answered the message by typing Okay, then he clicks the button send. An envelope showed up and was sent away.