blood.. the color of an apple and the overpowering scent was amodible and continuous. as the stained teacher got up with the most frightful look upon her eyes she took all of the kids away from me and walked unsteadily out of the room with tears balling up like fists underneath her eyes...then the first thought came to mind "do i look scary?' i pondered as i went to the mirror for a look see.. then as i went to see my parents burst through the door with a pair of policemen with weapons.
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