Patricia's pov:
"Patricia!" The teacher yelled. "Tell us about yourself!"
"I don't like talking about myself, miss," I replied. Today at Daycare every kid is telling us about themselves. "Why?" the teacher asked. "Because—" I stopped seeing gas come through the window. "Everyone, run!" the teacher yelled. Kids were running in and out and pushing me aside. One kid even gave me a dirty look.
The teacher was lying on the floor with blood coming out her mouth.
I tried to leave but the kids kept pushing me back in.
"Let me out!" I yelled.
"No; ew!"
George was coming down the hall and pushed the kids aside and grabbed Patricia and ran out. George has white skin and blonde hair and he put Patricia in his car and the gas reached them so he locked the car doors and he fell. "George!" I banged on the window, he really locked me in.
The car was automatic, the doors shut but a hit of the lock button.
The gas isn't going through the car's crack so the gas might not be gas but poison. Poison that spreads from solid staying in a certain kind of air. Maybe this is why I was having a hard time breathing.
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