I stood in front of my students in my art class. They were my worst class, and they knew it. But they were talented, and they also knew that.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡykgTZggQot
"Okay... I think we need to make something to express ourselves." I said as I went over to a closet to grab some paints. I took a quick head count of my students, and I went to get the paints. And well, someone got the bright idea to lock the door behind me. 125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3p0SD02r41
"Hey, guys... Nice joke and all. But Seriously. I gave my key to Mrs. Jones... So could you kindly unlock the door." I said as I knocked on the door. 125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1kPO3qPD8s
"Nope, you're staying in there. All day.." 125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFgx12VBVae
I let out a nervous laugh. "Come on... you're just kidding right? I mean, we can talk about this... right?"125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6bOdD8NSry
"Nope, you took our vapes. This is your punishment." A girl said.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡei87sTTTie
"Seriously.. you guys know the rules... Now let me out!" I yelled.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡel1rRCzR7q
The whole class yelled. "What are you getting flashbacks of your wife? Oh no.. she's coming, you better run Mr. Lockwood. Or she'll kill you."125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZUELapzTul
I growled. "LET ME OUT RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" I growled as I beat my fists against the door. "NOW! LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW OR YOU ALL ARE GOING TO SUFFER DEARLY!" I screamed.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9xeo8ZqBIl
They ignored me, but I heard the door to my classroom open up, and I heard someone enter. "Who did this? Who locked him in the closet?" It was Mrs. Jones.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUkgvyNSjSX
"He's trying to patronize us... So we locked him in the closet."125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxBQ7rijLIT
"Did I ask why you decided to lock him inside the closet? I just asked who did it."125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLOcSPXs0oC
I didn't hear anyone speak. But the door opened up.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqVySsFQ6um
"Well, get out Sammy.."125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbEgdjMrEim
I stood up, and I hugged Mrs. Jones, and I looked at my class. "What the hell is your issue? I could have died in there... What is your issue huh? Vapes... you try to kill me over vapes... I could buy you guys a few packs of cigarettes for what you can get for one of those death machines." I said as I looked at my class. 125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2T8jiMwtMP
"Let me handle them. Why don't you take the rest of the day for yourself." Mrs. Jones Said as she put a hand on my shoulder.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJed0B6fcvB
I smiled, and I picked up my stuff, and I went to my car. 125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcvrdFx0I1M
Twenty years ago I had seen hell.. My classroom was where a normally quiet girl broke apart. Twenty years ago I had been raped, tormented, and abused. The classroom I taught in wasn't meant to be an art classroom. It was a meeting place for a Literature Club.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQv5r03wO8x
That was before I came in.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGzu6W3l0KD
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