The Changer and The Ender

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The boy sat in his classroom sighing as he hastily copied notes. Hey that's me! No,now wait for your que. Speaking of cues, when do I enter? You won't if you keep bothering me! Now shoo. Hey this is our story!  Yeah and we are taking over now, so shoo. But you can't.

I am the ender! I'm the changer! We have actual names though. So let's start with that. I am Jacob. I'm Hector and we are different in many ways, not just from each other but from everyone rlse. So lets start from where it all started. Shouldn't we explain first? Lets let the story do that.

Finally, never thought they would stop talking. We start with a young boy with broad shoulders and brown hair, his name is Jacob. He scribbles in his notebook with messy handwriting trying to copy the notes. When suddenly a note is placed upon his desk, it was wrinkled and the boy who placed it there was giggiling, Jacob picked it up and began reading it, his response was simple "you bastards think this is funny?".

A smell that you would only find at the morgue fills the room. Some kids begin to giggle, when the note in Jacobs hands begins to rot and transform into a pile of dust on Jacobs desk. All of the kids around him are stunned and so is Jacob. The students scream out, the teacher rushes to the phone and begins to call someone "why?" Jacob sobs, he tries to get up

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 30, 2015 ⏰

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