Chapter 3: Topic

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I ran I ran for my life, then entered class 45. I heard high heels click clocking down the busy corridor. Then I realised...
"Hello Taylor," the mad topic teacher Mr.Gibson said. "What's the hurry?"
"Mrs-Mrs-Mrs is t-trying to get me!" Suddenly the door flung open. It was her, I hid behind Mr. Gibson.
"What are you doing to him you-you. Witch!" He said arming him self with a awfully sharp pair of scissors.
"Are you going to cut my paper head off. Are you really that thick, being a topic teacher I would thought you were clever, oh I was wrong, hahahahaha!"she screamed. Then she dug her sharp nails into sir's back. Soon after, he punched her in the face. "Owww!" Next she pushed him down and spat on Mr. Gibson and left. I was so angry I ran after her. Then, lunged towards her and bit here right leg. It drew blood. Slowly she walked off, with a slight limp.

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