Shana blitzed into the school, running as fast as her legs will go. 'I'm late, I'm late. I cannot be late AGAIN.' She thought as she continued to run, dodging surprised students as she went.

Ever since her very first day she's struggled at keeping time, and was almost always late.
The heavy schoolbag she had bounced against her leg, inevitably making a bruise.

A misplaced foot tripped Shana and sent her stumbling forwards onto the ground. People all around stared and laughed at her as she picked up her scattered books and papers. A tear rolled down her cheek and she closed her eyes in embarrassment while readjusting her uniform. 

It definitely wasn't the best way to start a day of school.