Humiliation at it's peakest

I have never been so embarrassed, pissed off and humiliated in my whole life! How could this happen to me? Out of all the pictures there are of people involved in the Rwandan genocide, they had to pick the one that Joseph took of me crying because my mum was dead right in front of my eyes!? That’s bull! Absolute bull! As soon as the picture appeared on the lecture board, everyone’s head turned to look at me without hesitation. Pssh, I’m not surprised really. If there was a picture of a girl in my school in the same lecture room as me involved in genocide, I’d turn my head too. I heard whispers coming from every corner of the room aswell. “Is that Alex!? “, “Oh my gosh is that her mum dead infront of her!?”. I just got up and ran. I could feel myself getting light-headed and gasping for breath as if I was about to have a panic attack and I had enough of being embarrassed for one day. 

As soon as that picture came up, I recognized it instantly. The cloudy smoke in the background, the dark blue sky, the thirsty-looking trees and the ground coated in crimson blood and corpses. One thing I could never forget was the body of my mother in that picture. Everyone assumes that my mother was dead when that picture was taken because she looked lifeless from behind but Joseph and I both know that she was alive. Whilst that picture was taken, my mum was gasping for breath. " Alex, Alex, Alex " she kept on saying but no words could come out of my mouth except from the noise of me crying hysterically. The last thing my mum said to me was " I love you " then she stopped speaking; she stopped breathing. Mum looked so peaceful at that moment. 

I can't go back to King's College, in fact, I refuse to! The humiliation is too much to face again.