The Survivor
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Ever plotted against your cold, maniac teacher and thought you could get away with it? Well, think again.
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'Mr. Petrivoky's eyes turned cold in a matter of a few seconds, and I swear my blood froze in my veins. "Keep your voice down, Smith. I am your teacher, and you will speak to me with respect." His last word came out as a hiss, and I involuntarily shivered.'
When Wendon Smith logged onto his online French class, he had no idea what was in store for him and his friends. After all, they'd all be safe in their homes, behind their screens, right?
Wrong.
⚠TW⚠: self harm, suicide, violence
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