"One. Two. Three, four, uh..." "Excuse me?" "F-four.... I, uh, said... four." "Why are you doing this? How can you even hesitate in that way?" Instructor 23 stood before me, fussing about the mistake. "I was in... uncertain..." "Yes, right, the uncertainty our learning capital isn't supposed to allow." I started the numbers over. "One. Two. Three. Four. Five." "Correct. Now, out." I carefully walked as to not mess up, or else... well... that's actually never happened. But I do know it's bad. I go to what they call a learning capital which is a school in a schoool. A system separate from everything else. Instructor 23, the teacher, goes over the kindergarten topics each day, like I'll forget them... Anyways, I spend maybe two hours here each day, then I'm let go to do whatever I please for the rest of the hours, which is six. It probably sounds weird, but I'm responsible enough to manage it. But today's wasn't exactly a good choice.
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Choice Of Error
Short StoryEmily goes through a special school system that no one really knows or cares about. What she chooses to do in her free time there changed her life for better and worse.
