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Submitted to Contest #198
English class. I’m at the north side of the classroom, up against the windows. There’s a fly in the corner of the window, between the two panes of spotless glass. I was just wondering how it could have gotten there when I hear a screeching sound coming from the front of the classroom. I look up and Mr. Gilliard is wielding his handheld garden cultivator with four black prongs at the front of the classroom. Each one of those god-forsaken prongs is vibrating at top-speed as he drags them across the blackboard to get our attention. At fi...
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