It was around 2 pm, and the clouds started to cover up the sun. I was sitting down completing the work we were assigned with. It was the last session of the day, and I was sitting in the front row. I had already speeded through my work and I my teacher had nothing else to give me, so I just sat down quietly and gazing through the window. From a distance I pictured a dark silhouette on the roof of a building. I stared harder and found out that the silhouette was armed with a m1903 Springfield, and the barrel was aiming right for me. I started to count my timing until.
RING, RING
The end of day bell rang, and yet the silhouette was still aiming. I waited for the right time to hop off my seat. 3, I started to almost finish the timing, so I positions my arms to grasp onto the wooden table. 2, I started to shut my eyes as hard as I could and then 1. I pushed myself backwards just in time and I saw the bullet speeding at about 1 inch from my face. The bullet ricocheted off my table and disappeared somewhere around the room. I landed on my back and then did a few rolls, then looked back at the teacher. He just standing still with wide eyes and was clutching onto his throat. After a couple of seconds blood spewed out of the side of his lips and then dropped down to the ground. The other students saw what had just happened and started to react in a crazy manner. People were running and screaming through the hallways, while I just stayed calm and tried to tell everyone that it will be fine, but it was no use.
I stood back up and slowly walked to the corpse of my teacher and checked his wounds. Blood was pouring out of his neck and his hands were all covered in warm, fresh blood. I turned his body over and saw a huge whole in the back of his neck, and I turned away then saw the bullet used by the assassin. The assassin was the next thing that clicked into my mind, as I urgently looked back where he was before . He had already left the roof of the building and ran away. I had no choice but to leave the cadaver where it was.
I stood up and walked back to my desk and grabbed my bag. As I was taking my bag I found pieces of broken glass lying around the floor. I picked up all the pieces and stuffed them in my bag, to try and find the distance where the silhouette was standing and search in for any evidence which leads me to the enemy activity.
Cars were roaring all around me, as I was walking back home. I started to think about what had happened today, especially how did the enemy know that I was the spy. I was trying to piece out the puzzles into my head, until I stopped. I had a feeling that I was being followed and watched. I turned around and saw and old lady walking across the road. I thought that I was just imagining things, so I just turn away and continued home.
After a five minute walk, I reached the front door. My took a deep breath and unlocked the house and entered cautiously. I turned on the light switch and a big buff man was holding onto a metal pipe swung his weapon at me. I managed to dodge just in time and upper cut him in the jaw. " crap" I said to myself, " the old lady was spying on me." I looked back at the man once more and did not hesitate and lashed out a mighty kick. My reflexes were fast but his was even faster. He grabbed onto my leg and threw me down to the ground. I was still in my nerdy clothes, which made it much more harder to fight back. Before I could stand, the man grabbed me by the neck and lashed out a big blow, which made me land on my back. I couldn't last much longer, so my eyes shut tightly and my body stopped moving and I was having a concussion
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I'm a teenage spy, undercover as the school nerd
ActionMy name is Benson, Benson Freddybear All of my class mates refer to me as the school nerd, but they don't know my secret. I'm a teenage spy. Yes, I'm no ordinary kid. I work for the CIA and I have been sent to Australia The CIA have indicated enemy...