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That night, I snuck into the school.
I put those pictures of the two little shits all
over the place.
Every floor, every classroom. I wanted
everyone to see them.
I made the shots of their pants full of piss
and shit big.
I spent about five or six hours putting up the
posters.
I wasn’t even tired, I was fired up.
I finished at about six in the morning.
I found a good spot and waited for the
students to come in.
Like I knew, the pictures caused a riot.
The students were calling each other over to
look.
The school forum blew up.
The two little shits‘ family backgrounds,
addresses, grades, and even elementary
schools were exposed
During morning announcements, the teacher
wasn’t even here yet.
I walked into my sister’s class.
Everyone got excited.
The school was trying to keep it quiet, but
everyone knew what was happening.
And they knew that seeing me meant drama.
Two seats were empty. Forty pairs of eyes
were looking at me.
I couldn’t let the kids down.
I grabbed the microphone, turned on my
laptop, and showed them the pictures:
“Those two were just the appetizer. I’m here
to tell you:
What’s going to happen to you is going to be
a million times worse.
Wendy, you’re a dead woman!”
Wendy bit her lip and clenched her fist. “I’m at
minor. The law can’t touch me. What are you
gonna do?”
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I smirked. “You’ll find out in a couple of
days.”
