How I was scarred for life.

How I was Scarred For Life

It smelt like body odour, rat droppings and poisons from the lab.

Now I can hear ear piercing screeches coming from the extremely annoying boys. Straight away I started to walk away then my body turned me to class 5F, suddenly I swung open their door and looked directly to the left at exactly 6 girls dancing on a table. Then I looked to the right and right there was a wacky, wide, witchy, women. It was Miss Snapple Apple sellotaped to the wall with rats covering her like a bleeding rash. Without warning I creeped over to her, she was kicking frantically as if she was dodging gunshots! Immediately I tried to move away but I couldn’t move fast enough then THWACK! She managed to whack me down down like a lion chasing its prey. I felt dizzy and couldn’t move at all, I was an ice cube melting in flames.

At last I woke, as I opened my eyes I saw like a million eyes peering at me. Immediately I jumped up and sprinted back to my classroom blushing and extremely embarrassed. I was scarred for life! By Laura McKinney