....If they'd just disappear, the teachers, the principle, the special needs assistants, the students, the entire accursed building, if it could just vanish...That'd be 90% of my problems, gone. Then all I'd have to worry about would be doing well in my junior certificate exams, and not getting my ass beat by some crazy witches at the Walpurgis nighttime soiree in The Witch And The Hundred Knight....It would be perfect.
Please, I beg you, "you" as in I don't care who, someone, anyone, heed my call....Make them disappear...I never want to see their eyesores of faces ever again, I never want to hear their ear-torturing voices for as long as I live! I can't stand them...I want them gone, DEAD...They don't deserve to live!
Please...with all the pain they've caused me, I'd sell my soul to see them suffer!
Please...
YOU ARE READING
Unacceptable
HorrorI just wanna get back at them, is all. Does that make me a bad person? Oh yes, of course it does. It makes me absolutely U-N-A-C-C-E-P-T-A-B-L-E!
