After the college entrance
examination, I blew up the whole
class
Chapter 1
I skipped grades, freshman to senior.
I was the youngest in the whole class.
My parents didn’t want me to study.
They wanted me married off.
Mrs. Davies, my guidance counselor, kept
showing up at my house.
She talked them into letting me stay in
school.
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The day I left with her, she wiped a tear from
my eye.
“Don’t cry, honey. I’ll make sure you get an
education.”
My classmates were amazing too.
Helping me with homework, saving me the
best snacks.
In my room, I swore to remember them all.
So, after graduation, at the party at Mrs.
Davies‘ house, I lit the fuse.
I didn’t miss a single one.
The air was thick with the smell of burnt
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The cops arrived, staring at the charred
bodies.
I sat on the couch.
My feet rested on Mrs. Davies‘ parents.
After checking for more bombs, they pointed
their guns at me.
“Hands up! Don’t resist!”
I raised my hands.
“Officer, two kids were in the bathroom. Can I
check if they’re dead?”
The older cop saw the carnage.
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He glared at me.
“Look what you’ve done! Don’t think being a
minor gets you off!”
I shook my head.
I wasn’t planning on getting off.
They took me to interrogation.
I didn’t say a word.
Then a cop rushed in.
“Forty bodies confirmed at the scene.”
I relaxed.
Good. No one got away.
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The cop slammed his hand on the table.
“Ashley! How can you smile at a time like
this?!”
“Why did you bomb the whole class? Do you
know what this does to those families?”
I nodded.
“I know. That’s why I stayed. It was all me. I
built the bomb.”
“Case closed. Nothing more to say.”
The principal arrived, pointing a shaky finger
at me.
“Why would you do this?”
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“If it weren’t for Mrs. Davies, you’d be married
off by now!”
“Your classmates cared about you, the
youngest one. They looked out for you!
You’re worse than an animal!”
The old man was speechless with rage.
Behind him, I saw the school psychologist, Dr.
Evans.
She always helped me.
She was the only one who cared besides Mrs.
Davies.
I looked at Dr. Evans.
“I’m sorry. Dr. Evans. Sorry to drag you into
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She looked hesitant.
“Ashley, your psych tests were clear. You’re a healthy kid. Is something going on? Tell the
truth.”
“Maybe, maybe it’ll help you.”
I grinned. Dr. Evans was too kind.
