Wow. Something strange happened in science today. We were going over the boring warm up, and then the door started to shake. Our teacher is like, "What's that?" I was about to get under the table because that's what you do when somebody is breaking in. And I seriously thought somebody was breaking in. But it turns out it was just Mrs. Bardwell. If you don't know, she's the Theater Production teacher. She came in with a tray and some peanuts in dry ice..but at that angle I couldn't tell what it was. She ran around the room "panicking", and then "accidentily" spilled the peanuts on Jeff. Then she took him out the room. It was a set up...but I mean, it scared the heck out of me. Seriously. That wasn't cool Mrs. Bardwell. You have a dark soul.
You scared me more than a clown.
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-Azooga-
You scared me more than a clown.
Well, that's about it. Thanks for reading! Leave a comment! And check out my other journals if you haven't already.
-Azooga-
