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One Day, I was walking to school. I got to the school and talked to my teacher.
"Hi i am your tewacher how r u i am fun thank you so what are you doing here o I know its school right so is it okay if i steal your lunch today and the next day and the next and the next and over and over and over and over and over i went to the docter they said i might be disabled in the communication area do think thats rtue u don't have to answer that okay so how was your day-," the teacher just went on and on and on, never stopped talking.
And I slowly, painfuly died. I fell straight to the grond. Every body screamed toward to me.
I slowly saw myself in the hospital. I was a alien with a mermaid suit on..was I high or something. Then The dreadful teacher came over to me. His face was all messed up...like eyes at mouth and ears all googly and stuff. SWow, I was high I think.
But I don't remeber anything though. Well well well! Strawberry feild forever Baby!!!!!! Sorry, dozed off...blah blah i smell, PINEAPPLE!
The disabled teacher started talking (not suprising!), "Guess what? I ate your lunch!" He said whie I saw he was eating a prettyu messed looking hamburger that was in my lunch. Just hearing that made me die instatly.
THE END!!!!
- by The Love Therapist |
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- | Submitted on 07/09/2009 |
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- Title: The Day I Died
- Artist: The Love Therapist
- Description: hi//about dead girl bLAH BLAH BLAH
- Date: 07/09/2009
- Tags: died
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- lvhtjsnlwys101 - 07/21/2009
- this was umm.......good but a little fast if u know what i mean
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- The Love Therapist - 07/16/2009
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- Tera Paulwic - 07/15/2009
- ...um. It was hard to read.
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