Suffering in the classroom: a single sentence story
2017-02-20
As the clock slowly ticked its way to noon, and the smell of the lunches cooking in the canteen began to ever so gently, waft into the classroom (today was Texas-food day, it must have been tacos), the girl, in quiet desperation, as if tortured by a thirst gained from sitting in the back of a hot car with the windows up while mom went shopping, finally couldn’t take the wait anymore and committed the most unforgivable of seventh grade classroom sins - she reached for her cellphone...
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