The Horror of Middle School

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Taissa Paulson and Sadie Wheeler were best friends for a long, long time. Now they were starting a whole new level of pain and suffering, 9th grade. At least they were together most of the day. They had other friends in their first hour class. Allyson Ackels and Brittney Roberts were the girls who understood Taissa and Sadie, somewhat. Sadie was possessed by a demon and Taissa was a witch. The only one who new about them was each other. Taissa, Sadie, Allyson and Brittney had the same horrid first hour teacher. She was sooo bad at teaching, everyone in her class wanted to kill themselves. The worst teacher was Taissa and Sadie had was the their civics teacher. Sadie had her 5th hour and Taissa had her 8th. They both gaged at the sight of the old brute who wore too much lipstick. Ever one of her students hated her, Especially Taissa, Sadie and Travis. Travis was also a good friends with them. The old brute had continuously serotyped Travis. Once during Taissa's class there were presentations going on and one cute boy names Evan was presenting and the old brute was touching herself while watcing him. Why the hell would a teacher masturbate in front of her flipping class!! Everyone hated that school, the only good thing was lunch. Even then it wasn't even a two star lunch. Taissa and Saide often wondered if hell was like that, Sadie would know more about that than anyone. Month and months and months went by and nothing was improving for them, especially the old brute. One day the old brute pushed Taissa to the limit. "Listen if you do that one more time I will make sure you will never see the light of day again Taissa!" The old brute yelled. "I don't understand, I am just sitting here." Taissa looks confused. Thr old brute took her up in front of the class. She started to lecture Taissa on how she was a failure and doesn't belong in this world. Taissa couldn't take it anymore. She had bottled up her feelings for so long. She never really knew the love of parents to their kids. Taissa was neglected for most of her life. Her brother Matthais was obviously the favorite. Taissa closed her eyes and let out an ear damaging scream. The door flew open, papers, folders, pencils and desks flew across  the room. The screen projector hit the old brute in the head, luckily no one else was harmed. The old brute had a slight scratch on her head. "Get the Hell out of my class!! You are a danger to everyone!!" Taissa ran out of the class. She needed to get to Sadie's science class and fast. When she got there Sadie was holding the teacher up in the air mumbling some satanic language. "SADIE!!" Tassia shouted. The teacher dropped to the ground gasping for air. "We have to go now!" Tassia and Sadie dropped everything and ran out of their school. They knew their lives would never be the same again. They went to Tassia's house and grabbed money and called a cab, they were on the run. The cab came within 10 minutes and they ran out to the cab. "Take us far away from here, we don't care where!" Taissa told the driver in a hurry and a panic. "Don't worry girls you are safe with me. My name is Myrtle Snow and I am going to take the both of you to a boarding school for witches." She glanced back at the girls. "A boarding school for witches?" Taissa asked. "Wait, I am not a witch. I am a girl who is possessed by a demon." Sadie said nervously. "No need to worry my children, you will both learn to control your powers." Myrtle said. "Im not sure I trust her." Whispered Taissa. "I don't know either but she got us away, they will never find us."
"Its going to be a long ride, I would suggest naps. You both look so tired." As Myrtle obsurved them both. Taissa and Sadie both looked at each other and shrugged. "Well this is going to be a new and great adventure, just think Witches by Demons." Taissa said. "Yeah, Witches by Demons." Sadie said smiling. They both fell asleep beside each other, they never had thought that anything like this was ever going to happen. Aparently anything is possible.

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