My heart stopped. Yes, I was here. I knew I had to be here today. It was like God had sent me, and given me courage in the darkness. Except for the fact that it was through Teddie. Teddie was the one who gave me hope! But right now, all hope drained from me. The bell. An announcement. An intruder. The principal was talking on the loud speaker, telling all the classes to go to the gym. He would turn off all the lights, and the gym would be the darkest place. In the room, all the kids were shivering, panicking, or screaming- including Jessica and Brittany. Teddie was calm in her seat. I calmly told the class that everything would be fine- the principal would call the police by now. We were just practicing for a real emergency. The class got calmer, and quietly we headed toward the gym. When we got there, all the teachers were cramming their kids into corners and shoving them up against each other. I filed my kids by a class of kindergartners, who were crying and scared. Teddie, who was right in front of the side door, took a kindergartener in her lap and cradled her. I stood, happy In this miserable moment, to know that she could help. My other 7th graders were sitting there in silence. Once we were all in, the principal called all teachers to the center of the gym. I walked up with the rest of them. We were probably going to pray. The principal, named Doug, said nothing but get in a line facing the middle entrance. "Shouldn't we stay with the kids to comfort them?" A first grade teacher asked. "No, we must be strong. Go in a line I say, it's for the best. " Then Doug mumbled to himself and walked out of the gym. All the teachers, including me, got in a line, straight in front of the main entrance, about fifteen feet away. I heard all the kids start to panic. The main entrance door opened, and I felt faint. A man with a gun and Doug walked in, not bothering to close the slide down door. All the teachers stood still. So did all of the kids. "I want to introduce to you a little friend of mine," Doug chuckled.
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The Change
General FictionTeddie loves her life. She's more on the poor side, but her little house and pony are well loved. Teddie does not like school except for science class, on the other hand, and has a hard time dealing with the facts of being in terrible danger, even...
