Death three

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The teacher

We all have that weird, rapist, creepy, teacher. We all hate that teacher.
This is how I got rid of the creepy teacher.

The class is loud and goofing off. Then the bell rings. That's it for the day and everyone leaves.

Which means now's my chance.

I go up to the teachers desk.
"What's my grade?"
"Well, Eliza, let me see."
While the teacher has their back towards me, I grab the stapler off their desk and I staple the teachers head in. I do it again and again and again. Blood is flowing rapidly all around the teacher's head.
I eventually run out of staples, so
I end up just bashing the teachers head in with the end of the stapler.

This is how I got rid of my creepy teacher.

No one suspects me for any deaths.
I had no involvement with Anne.
And I was just a random student who thought this teacher was creepy they don't expect me to be behind this.

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