There was no sound in the empty hallway, the silence broken only by my own low heartbeat. There were no shouts of joy, no voices, no life. I tried to convince myself that this was normal, at least somewhat, but deep in my soul, I knew there was something wrong, something terribly wrong.
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Walking into the classroom, my suspicions doubled down. 29 students, ironed uniforms, perfect posture, hands crossed precisely at the center of each table. No teacher in sight, surely that couldn't be normal. As I went to the only empty chair, none of them even flinched, didn’t look away from whatever they were staring intently at.
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"Hi," I waved at the neat girl who I had sat next to. She flinched, and terror flickered across her dark brown eyes, then she shook her head, terror controlling each movement. She didn’t look away from staring intently ahead. A few minutes later, she passed me a note:
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"They're watching, they're always watching."
Huh? Who were they? Why were they watching us? Before I could inquire, the teacher walked in.
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High heels, hawk-eyes, stern expression, spectacles perched atop a nose as sharp as knives, she looked as mean and cruel as a Disney villain sealing the fate of all humanity to their bidding.
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All the students rose to greet her, *"Good morning, Ms. Agatha Johnson!"* each voice perfectly in harmony, beautiful as a nightingale.
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She nodded slightly and went straight to her table, to begin her lesson, no small talk, no 'how-was-your-weekend?', nor any 'we-have-a-new-student-today'. Just her entry and the beginning of the lesson.
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"Wait, before I start the lesson, everyone please take out your assignments, I'm coming to collect them." Her voice was stern, with a Brittish accent at the end.
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"Your assignment? "She inquired.
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"Ms. I didn't know we had an assignment, it's my first day here."
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"Nonsense, you have lunch-detention now," Before I could argue, she had gone to the next person. I was astounded at the unfairness of it all, I just got here and got detention for not doing an assignment I knew nothing about?!
I spent the rest of the lesson doing the homework that she had assigned, copying the questions from the piece of paper Elizabeth had written them on. After the lesson was over I handed her the copy. "I knew you were lying, but don't worry you still have that lunch-detention" she said, flashing me a mocking smile.
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ns18.117.85.73da2FYI: This was written by me and is completely fictional, to make the story seem more like fiction.
and then Add to home screen.