Soon, the principal found us and yelled at us for not being in the lunchroom as everybody else. she hit us hard so I hit her back. Rowan went running to the lunchroom. the principal grabbed my wrist really hard and took me to her office. she said I would be sitting here to think about my actions. so she locked the door of her office and left. i looked at the clock ‘5:48’. soon I got bored and searched all over the room in hopes of finding a key that would open something. instead I found a stack of money in her drawers (probably $60) so I stored it in my pocket. I looked further through her drawers, and found some important documents. so I pulled out the marker I had in my pocket and scribbled all over the documents. the principal deserved it for being so mean to everyone.
i soon got bored of being a menace and sat in the principal's chair. it was boiling hot as the sun shone through the window. soon I fell asleep.. ~yet again~..
i had a dream where I could rule my own world and I had the power to do anything I could. everyone would worship me and I didnt have to face the consequences of my bad actions and I lived in a really big castle where I would lock people I didn't like in a dungeon where I would do all sorts of wicked things to them, for I hate them. they would only weep and cry but I would just keep torturing them, but not enough to kill them as a reminder of the sins they have committed. they would know what true fear is. my little dress dripping the blood from my past victims and still everyone loved me.
It was a recurrent dream i had every once in a while.
i woke up soon. the door was still locked. my eyes darted around the room, and there I found the clock. ‘6:21’. damn.. the principal was still mad at me? GOOD THING I AM A CREATIVE PERSON THOUGH!
I twirled around the room pretending to be the person of my dream. the one that felt no remorse of doing such sinful acts.
soon, I heard the sound of a key unlocking the door. the principal finally let me go out. she told me to stop fucking around or I would be locked in here for a day straight. i made the most innocent face I could and nodded.
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Short Story(perdon no sabia escribir en ese entonces) (ahora di mejore pero alta paja escribir algo) "this story is about 3 kids, sheila (mc), rowan and noah, but one day an old friend comes up with a risky offer..
