3) The killer move

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3) The killer move

My eyes fall drooping juring English. The teacher is talking about grammar and how to use punctuation properly. One word boring! My head hits the desk with a loud thump but is inaudible over the lock down bell that have begun with the words this is not a drill over it.

Chaos struck the classroom as the teacher was trying to calm everyone down. In a couple of minuets everyone was hiding under desks or in cupboards. As soon as everyone was hidden the foot steps started. One heavy foot after another getting closer and closer. I saw a shadow appeared on the door from the desk that I was hiding under. The door swung open and the man came closer with the gun pointing the ground. I could not see his face but when the gruff voice sounded I instantly knew who It was. "Come out, come out where ever you are."

Dad!

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