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Our curent homeroom teacher is quite crazy. She has been the homeroom teacher for a while for the class, and when I joined school she was homeroom teacher.
As I can't orientate in time I can't quite understand when it was, but it was somewhere in previous school year.
The teacher wanted to show us how fire is dangerous, so she said that she will burn some wood in class. What she didn't say is that she will give us full experience. She locked the classroom door. The smoke was collecting up for 10 minutes or so, and it was hard to breathe. I was at my limit so I went to the door and found that surprise. I was in middle of a panic attack due to fire already, so when I found the door like that, I completely panicked. I tried to get rid ofthe door, kicked it and tried to rip it off (it opens inwards so I couldn't kick it out). Eventually I fell on floor due to amount of smoke and was choking, coughing, crying and trying to ask for help. In about 5 minutes the door was opened and I got out. I still have to see that same teacher every single day, and sh hasn't really changed at all. I hate my life.
I decided to write about it noticing in my nightmare diary quite a few fire related nightmares.
As I can't orientate in time I can't quite understand when it was, but it was somewhere in previous school year.
The teacher wanted to show us how fire is dangerous, so she said that she will burn some wood in class. What she didn't say is that she will give us full experience. She locked the classroom door. The smoke was collecting up for 10 minutes or so, and it was hard to breathe. I was at my limit so I went to the door and found that surprise. I was in middle of a panic attack due to fire already, so when I found the door like that, I completely panicked. I tried to get rid ofthe door, kicked it and tried to rip it off (it opens inwards so I couldn't kick it out). Eventually I fell on floor due to amount of smoke and was choking, coughing, crying and trying to ask for help. In about 5 minutes the door was opened and I got out. I still have to see that same teacher every single day, and sh hasn't really changed at all. I hate my life.
I decided to write about it noticing in my nightmare diary quite a few fire related nightmares.
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