The classroom was full.
The classroom was louded.
But it was all Cral had at this point. By this time it was 2 years today on his parents passing.
He choose to talk to his teacher.
"Mrs. Campbell?" He asked.
"Hey, how are you doing, your parents never email me." Mrs. Campbell said.
He just stood at her feet, then he fell crying.
" Their dead. They can't email you if their dead!" He yelled.
He didn't mean to yell at her, he was just upset. She understand, no one understood his pain untill he told her, she understood. She didn't ask from that day on, she wanted him to feel like he had people that was the same.
"Carl, would you like to answer the question? Its 40×2." Mrs. Campbell said.
"Umm," I couldn't think, "sure is it 80?" I asked in a voice that I was wrong.
"Yes, very good."
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The Haunting
RandomA figure showed up, Carl believe its just a nightmare, but he isn't asleep. He must over come his biggest fear, he parents. Years ago Carl's parents committed suicide, he much fight off his father to save his life. Will he live?
