The Lost Child Chapter 1

I was at school just writing up a report for Language Arts. One of the kids in class started clowning around right when the teacher left he room to get more writing paper. I asked them to shush, but they smirked and chatted with their friends. I sighed and just continued on my work. The clowning around people creep ed up behind me. They scared me from a cold cup of water thrown into my hair. In a few minutes I was shivering so badly that goosebumps were forming on my arm and my teeth started to clench bad. I started to tear up, but they started poking me which made it even worse! The teacher finally entered the room astonished to see everyone out of their seats except me trying to work. I am kind of shy so I just put my head down and started to actually sob. I wanted to go home so badly, but the clock was so slow. The teacher noticed my strange behavior and decided to put her hand on my shoulder. I gasped, I thought those clowns kept on poking me. But this hand was gentle, and rather soft on my shoulder. I turned around to see the teacher concerned and signaling me outside the classroom into another room.
"I have been noticing, you have been shaking ever since I got back, do you need to tell me anything?" The teacher asked.
Then she noticed that I was wet in the neck and it was a freezing kind of water. She grabbed a towel from the office and rubbed it on my neck and then around my shoulders. After I got out I went back to my seat to continue working. Suddenly, I didn't see my paper anywhere. I started to get a shock, but saw it under a table. I picked it up and uncrumbled it. Then a message seemed to be written in messy print. I was very proper in language and didn't no much of bad words. But a word started to puzzle me on the paper I have picked up.
"Go to... What? H-E-L-L? What does that mean?" Then I heard a few kids giggling in the background. I was curious about the word so I decided to look it up in the dictionary. The teacher said for every word you don't know look it up in one of these books.
A location of where people die and if they have been naughty, they go to this hot fire place.
I was puzzled. Go to Hell? I shouldn't! I couldn't! I wouldn't! Then tears fell in my eyes! I was clueless and wanted to go home!!!
4 hours later pass on the clock...
School was finally over, and suddenly it started to rain. My mom and dad did say they had a flat tire. They will probably fix it. So I waited. The rain drops splatted on the road. I was under the roof so the rain wouldn't get me and my backpack. A teacher kept on looking at me in sadness. I waited so long I got a bit worried and got the idea something had happened at home.
5 MINUTES LATER
Intercom: John Feather to the office please John feather to the office.
That is my name!!!! I wonder what is happening here?

To be continued to the next chapter. The lost Child Chapter 2!