Expiration Date

part 2

Today was a usual day, I would wake, go to school, come home, eat then sleep. This was my daily routine, every day in and out, always the same. We were made to be the perfect society, we do as we are told. No matter what. But, today was different, I would be saying goodbye to someone today. My teachers death would be today, he was lucky. He had lived to such a great age. He was 87 years of age. We are all hoping he wont go during class.

I got to school and the bell went off. Me and my class mates sat down, all of us hoping for our teacher to walk in. "Hey! Iris Grace!" I turned around to see jane, she is my best friend.
"Yeah?" I asked
"Have you seen sir at all today? You're always here before all of us and we wanna know"
I shook my head "sorry, no,  surprisingly I arrived late today"
"Meh it's fine" she turned back to who she was talking to and I went back to my book. I was reading Eragon again. I love it so much, its my escape from this world. Books do that you know, they take you away from your world and transports you to another, you can forget everything and leave.

At this moment our teacher opened the door but stood in the doorway. He just paused, and we all sat there in silence. He looked up from the spot on the floor he was staring at, something was wrong. As he looked up at us, someone screamed as they nothiced the red, thick blood falling from his eyes. At that moment chaos errupted in the room. Our teacher, fell onto the floor and began to spasm, blood gushing from everywhere it could escape. We all heard the echoing snap of his neck as he repeatedly hit the floor. Then he stopped, after a while. And then silence. We all sat there, no one said a word. And then it began to rain.