Memory loss

When I came back to the room, I suddenly forgot everything. I forgot who I was or where I was and of course who in the name of Jesus was staring straight at me looking extremely angry. A suddenly shiver brought all my memories back but it brought something else, and I’m not talking about my teacher who by now was running up and down the classroom in a rage.

After the long lesson [had a detention] I ran to the girls toilets and immediately dialled the three important numbers into my mobile phone.

No, not 999, I’m not crazy! I dialled 379.

The End

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