I was in the dressing room with the rest of my class. We had just finished rehearsal for a play. I was in eighth grade and this was drama class.
That day I was getting my stuff ready in the dressing room. I knew my dad was picking me up that day. I was hoping that he had our dog with him too. Seeing my dog never failed to make me smile.
Suddenly, I heard my drama teacher’s voice from the other side of the room. It was directed at another student.