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"Pay attention chris." The teacher said as she smacked his desk with her hand. He had been soaked up in the thoughts
about how when he got home, he would test out the new game system that his dad got him for making goood grades
on his report card. Of course he was snapped out of his trance by his teacher, Ms. Jenine Wright, who had slapped
his wrists on multiple occasions just to get that dreamy eyed look off of his face. He didnt even care that she
did that, as after she had finished talking, he would whip out his phone and scan the various sites which held some of
information he seeked. "I'm sorry Mrs. Wright, i was just thinking of how well my grades are gonna be next report card.
Jenine knew his ways, as he had done that before and ten minutes after that he ended up not even remembering what
he said. She rolled her eyes and turned around. somehow...... She knew he had feelings for her, and she wasn't creeped out in the least.
The day went on as usual for chris, the lecture from wright, lunch, other classes he dozed off in and then the
bus ride. The bus ride is his favorite time, because his freinds bring several handheld systems, and they
would taunt each other as they played multiplayer. His time to get off of the bus arrived, he stepped off of the
steps and down into his driveway. Halfway down, he felt a sharp pain in his back. He was on his knees screaming.
About fifteen minutes later, he stood up huffing very loud. His head was spinning in circles and e couldn't stand it.
He felt as if he could just destroy everything. He stumbled over to a tree and put his hand on it. The leaves on the
tree withered slowly while he gaped in shock. It was now a pile of dust. He turned around to see a white SUV.
On the inside was his teacher, with her mouth wide open in shock. He waved weakly as she stepped out of the car.
Chris felt a sudden rush of hate flow through his eleven year old body. He wanted to reduce her to dust like he did
the tree. He felt ashamed and turned away. He put his head doen as he crawled into the feetle position. Wright just
watched, as he obviously wasnt a regular boy anymore.

Description
"Pay attention chris." The teacher said as she smacked his desk with her hand. He had been soaked up in the thoughts
about how when he got home, he would test out the new game system that his dad got him for making goood grades
on his report card. Of course he was snapped out of his trance by his teacher, Ms. Jenine Wright, who had slapped
his wrists on multiple occasions just to get that dreamy eyed look off of his face. He didnt even care that she
did that, as after she had finished talking, he would whip out his phone and scan the various sites which held some of
information he seeked. "I'm sorry Mrs. Wright, i was just thinking of how well my grades are gonna be next report card.
Jenine knew his ways, as he had done that before and ten minutes after that he ended up not even remembering what
he said. She rolled her eyes and turned around. somehow...... She knew he had feelings for her, and she wasn't creeped out in the least.
The day went on as usual for chris, the lecture from wright, lunch, other classes he dozed off in and then the
bus ride. The bus ride is his favorite time, because his freinds bring several handheld systems, and they
would taunt each other as they played multiplayer. His time to get off of the bus arrived, he stepped off of the
steps and down into his driveway. Halfway down, he felt a sharp pain in his back. He was on his knees screaming.
About fifteen minutes later, he stood up huffing very loud. His head was spinning in circles and e couldn't stand it.
He felt as if he could just destroy everything. He stumbled over to a tree and put his hand on it. The leaves on the
tree withered slowly while he gaped in shock. It was now a pile of dust. He turned around to see a white SUV.
On the inside was his teacher, with her mouth wide open in shock. He waved weakly as she stepped out of the car.
Chris felt a sudden rush of hate flow through his eleven year old body. He wanted to reduce her to dust like he did
the tree. He felt ashamed and turned away. He put his head doen as he crawled into the feetle position. Wright just
watched, as he obviously wasnt a regular boy anymore.