It was another boring day. I looked at the children tied up in my classroom and sighed.
"Huahhh," I yawned. Today was like any other exciting day until this boring oblivious man walked in. When the intruder was done slapping a teenager senseless he looked over at me. Yesterday was the most exciting day of learning and the kids are probably bored out of their minds. Their wide eyes and shaking figures weren't so subtle.
They were probably lacking stimuli because through lesson yesterday proved how they express their excitement.
Yesterday, I taught the class about calculating the sums of astronomical figures and extreme pi algebraic decimals and mixed numbers. Along with the history of humanity and all the species residing the planet.
Their eyes were drooping with excitement, slumping in their chairs, fully engaged to soak up the interesting and valuable information. But ones that were sleeping were just too stimulated from my teaching.
The man walked up to me and punched me in the face. The bloody hand on the ground angered me. I cleaned the floor this morning. The man was screaming in pain while I sighed and broke his neck then dropped it on the ground. Tt-pesh. My clean, clean floor.
I learned my lesson quickly and sighed at the dismembered man on the ground. Next intruder gets killed and probably eaten, outside!
I don't get enough souls for this.
