I can't breathe. I hide behind a desk in an empty room. I don't know if he's still chasing me. I hear the door open.
I cover my mouth to prevent him to hear my breathing. Footsteps slowly approach the desk. I take out the nail file. I'm ready to attack.
I hop out from the desk. I almost plunged the file into the stranger but I'm stopped. It's Hannah! I feel relieved.
"Hannah I thought you were knocked out." I said.
"No I was but only for a little. When I woke up the gun was gone." Hannah stated.
"Did anyone see you come in?" I asked
She replied with, "No I don't think so."
The door is then knocked down with brute force. Garret enters the room with the gun.
He picks up a desk and throws it at us. He misses but he throws another.I managed to avoid all of them but Hannah is stuck under a desk. Her leg is badly injured and she is limping. I help her out of the desk but I'm immediately punched to the floor causing the nail file to slip out of my hands.
Hannah catches it and manages to stab Garret in the leg. I manage to get out of the door safely but since Hannah is limping she is caught by Garret.
Garret holds her into a choke hold. He is banging her head on the hard concrete floor. I try to get him off. I grab the gun out of his pocket but it's too late. Hannah is dead.
I run as fast as I can out of the class room with the gun in my hand. Garret catches up to me quickly. I manage to get a shot on his leg that Hannah stabbed. He is still running but he's also limping.
His face turns red. His muscles get bigger and tenser. His anger escalates. He let's out a loud scream. His pace picks up and he almost caught me. He looks angrier and stronger than ever.
He's not gonna stop until he's dead or until he avenges his kids. I don't want to die.
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Teacher Terror
General FictionStudents have been tested by a crazy substitute teacher.They have been given challenges and must get the answers correct or face the consequences.This story is completely fictional and pointless. Please also note this is my first story and im just a...