It went by like a movie. Scene one: I'm slouching in my chair as we go over emergency procedures. Two: I'm then under my desk (out of sight, out of mind, right?), the alarms continue to blare as we switch off the lights and fly under the desks. Three: An announcement rings around the room before getting cut off with a gun. Our principal's final words haunted my head. "This is not a drill. Please stay under." This story is currently in the Top 25 of Lenovo's writing challenge. Woohoo! Please read and comment if you enjoy it. Thank you! :)All Rights Reserved