Ms. Daniels was a veteran teacher at east cliffs High School, known for her keen sense of observation and her dedication to her students. On a chilly Wednesday afternoon, she found herself staying late, grading essays in her classroom. The school was almost empty, the halls quiet, except for the occasional echo of a locker closing or the distant chatter of the janitorial staff.

She stretched and...

“I heard that she was kicked out of her old school.” A blonde haired girl said with a smirk.

“I heard that she grew up on a farm, and slept with their pigs.” The other girl said with a haughty laugh. I walked past them eyeing the floor. Sure I was kicked out of my old school. Sure I loved my pigs, but that doesn’t make me an outcast. Right?

I clutched my book bag for dear life. One wrong move and...

My teacher sits at her desk as I stay at mine after the bell signalling the end of the day, unable to move. The other students flood out as fast as they can, eager to get away. I just sit. Stuck.

“Ciel?” my teacher tries to get my attention. But I can’t reply.

She gives up, after a while, going back to her papers. I start to whisper to myself, forgetting that she is there. Forgetting that she can ...

Ding! Ding! It’s cold chicken wings o’ clock!! Time for some savory, delectable and perfectly cold chicken wings!! I buy them from the store every night snd then refrigerate them overnight and eat for breakfast. Their so YUMMY!!! i’m a teacher. I teach 3 classes of seventh grade English. Unfortunately my job is not to eat cold chicken wings all day:( I know you are probably thinking why does she...

“I heard everything,” the villian tells the two people standing across from her. The almost empty room making her voice echo wall to wall.

“Crap” the first, Gin, said pulling his sword out of it’s sheath.

“That’s bad, no one was supposed to find out,” said the second, Hayden, responding a moment later.

“Bahahahah, now surrender or I will tell the whole world.”

Gin and Hayden turning to eachother f...

There has to be some rational, biological reason why my students don’t speak below a certain decibel level. Something to do with the development of the inner ear, perhaps. Whatever the reason, its evidence is uniform. Were I to be blinded I’d still recognize the presence of teens in a crowded room by the uniquely shrill noise they generate. And like the generously proportioned, disconcertingly nic...

“See if they’ll do it for $10,000. Five up front and the rest after it’s done.”

“Babe nobody does a murder on layaway. We got to come up with a plan.”

Mrs. Davenport dropped the stack of books she was carrying. A stomach bug had been racing through Lehigh High School. Mrs. Davenport was filling in for the school librarian who was out sick. Tuning in and out of her surroundings, Davenport was ret...

(Just wanted to write this for fun)

Every morning, when the sun lights up the world, the world opens it’s eyes.

The trees bristle their leaves.

The flowers spread their petals.

The bees open their wings.

The children sit up in bed.

Once 8:00 hits, the rush begins. School starts, for everyone and everything. Yes, even flowers have to go to school.

I am a tree. Us trees are the teachers. The field...

No privacy

Sorry kids

You are minors

Nothing hid...

Ego doesn’t rule

Success achieved, yet to be

Brightness in the world...