Dameon
My god I hate german, it's such a dull lesson, and I don't think anyone really listens anyway.
Some cocky guy started throwing paper balls at the back of my head, i just ignored him and carried on 'listening'
The teacher eventually noticed he was throwing things at me, and sent him out of the room, the teacher sounded a little annoyed about him not listening. Wonder why... was it important.
I buried my head deep into my arms and nearly fell to sleep, but Mr. Wall didnt really notice me until quite near the end of the lesson. He went to wake me up, putting his hand onto my arm.
"My! Your freezing, are you ok?" he said quickly "Dameon Bradley Shaw, I suggest you go to the nur-"
He started to choke on something, i looked up at him, smiling, and he looked like he was having a heart attack. He collapsed onto the ground and everyone started screaming. Funny part was nobody suspected me.
The teacher from next door came in to see what the problem was, and then noticed Mr.Wall was dead.
"Oh my... please everyone get out of here" she said, fear in her voice.
"Dameon," came a voice. It was a he for sure, but he sounded... powerful. "You are called upon to use your gift." I was just looking around to see where that voice could of been coming from, i never was a christian, but i was starting to think it was god.
"You shall go to the Sacred Heart Church today at 4:00 to meet your colleagues." he continued. Oh great a church...
The principle announced Mr.Walls death on the speaker and said that we could leave early so that the police could take a look.
Best idea ive ever had...







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