“Were you sick before the gas? Before you were brought here?”
“Nooo…” She slowly sat back in the chair while they lifted her arms to give her much-needed assistance. “I had just locked the doors of my church after bible study. I got in my car… I remember trying to put the keys in the ignition and feeling really sleepy. I remember recalling that I felt that way all of a sudden.”
“Your church?”
“Yeah, I’m a pastor. I’m not a small woman, but the only thing I’ve ever been sick from was hypertension and a cold. But now, I feel like somebody has sucked the life out of me.”
The teacher looked at the student. “Come on and help me. We can’t let her fall on this hard floor.” They tried again, but it was no use, she was too heavy for the two of
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“Okay. Yes, yes, yes, Lord. Help me, Lord Jesus!”
They made it to a corner of the room, the student looked down and saw a jar on the floor. The others began helping the old woman to the floor. “Hold up!” the student yelled, but it was too late. The woman’s weight took over and pulled everyone with her, making a loud resounding flopped to the floor.
The student rushed and grabbed the jar just before the woman’s butt landed on it.
Chapter Four
The Letter
After getting the old woman to the floor and making sure she was comfortable, the musician took a few steps over to retrieve the chair. He put it next to the old woman, who leaned over and rested her arm and head on it.
The student stuck her hand in the jar. “There’s a letter and a syringe in here.” She sat the jar on the table and began tearing the letter.
“Wait, what are you doing?” The teacher stepped away from the men who were making sure the old woman was alright.
“I’m about to open it.”
“Shouldn’t we all agree to that, seeing that none of us know the danger that may lie within? I don’t think it’s safe, especially after being attacked by some sort of gassy substance, only God knows how many times?”
“It’s a letter. Just paper, what could possibly happen by opening it?”
“Could be a bomb?” The pregnant girl had intentionally stayed quiet up until that point.
The student turned to face her. “A bomb? You think this letter is a bomb. A piece of paper is a bomb?”
“It’s
They are all nervous, some more than others. But, they all calm down after meeting their new teacher, Mr. Terupt. He's smart, kind, and knows how to handle them all. Shortly, they become very comfortable around him. One day, the class becomes excited because Mr. Terupt attaches the last link that reaches to the floor. This means they will get a “free day” because of their hard work and good behavior! The class decides to go outside to play in the snow on their free day. It's all fun and games until a prank turns into a freak accident. As Mr. Terupt lays in a coma, the classmates wait patiently because “...patience makes the world go round…,” as said by
Olivia went down first and, “Well”, she fell right away smack on her butt just like I did when I was at the rope.
She forced herself to breathe slowly so she could think. How did I end up here? Why was I here? Her mind drew a blank. Come to think of it, she couldn't remember a single bloody thing. She threw everything she had left in her fading mind
Lucy suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She looked down to see the hand carved handle of a knife being thrust into her stomach. Lucy, looked up, dazed.
“My dau--- My daughter was in this hospital,” I mumbled, “My daughter WHERE IS SHE!” I jumped out of my seat, but my leg gave out and I fell to the ground.
Echo slid into her room and locked the door. “How could she say that?” Echo asked herself, facing the door.
No wonder she felt disoriented and her muscles stiff. “I fell asleep on the sofa when I got back from the office. Hadn’t planned to sleep this long.”
Suddenly, the bus's front wheel discovered a pot hole, or some similar hazardous feature, and Meredith's head was thrust forward, and slammed into the seat directly in front of her. As the girl pulled her head back,
“Are you sure it’s safe?” Lisa says in a strict tone. “I dosen’t sound like it is from the way you said it.”
"Oh my god-- what happened? Miss?" the man said, standing up and coming closer to her.
The elderly lady managed to get up from her bed with all her strength but she was already weak from not eating. She called her son who had known the caretaker since he was a young boy. He couldn’t believe that she would do that. He rushed to the house where she was just arriving at the same time. She ran inside and pretended that she didn’t know anything. The son called the police and they took the caretaker into custody.
She jumped off then small tan wooden bed. “I don't know.” She took a few steps before, “OW!” she stepped on the Batman action figure on the ground. It must've hurt. The ground
“I’m eight months pregnant, but I’ll be fine. I have waited for six months to see this play. Please, don't worry about me," she said and snuggled closer.
“I just know that at that time I felt tired out, anxious, and furious. I screamed, trying to eject these feelings out of my system.”
“I cant ride the elevator I have panic attacks remember?” She said anxiously as she looked at me. Cheyann had told me a story when we had first become friends about her awful experience in an elevator when she was younger that had since