I’m sitting in a windowless room with concrete walls painted puke green. Mrs. Witherspoon’s monotone voice fills the air. My notebook is crammed with drawings of trees and mountains. In front of me, Dan is staring at his watch.
Mrs. Witherspoon opens the drawer to her desk. She takes out a giant metal straw and jabs it through Dan’s skull. There’s a slurping sound and he falls to the ground. Mrs. Witherspoon walks back to the chalkboard and starts writing. I turn the page in my notebook and try to make it look like I’m paying attention.
Mrs. Witherspoon opens the drawer to her desk. She takes out a giant metal straw and jabs it through Dan’s skull. There’s a slurping sound and he falls to the ground. Mrs. Witherspoon walks back to the chalkboard and starts writing. I turn the page in my notebook and try to make it look like I’m paying attention.
