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Mitchum's High School: A Short Story
Click click click. The ominous sound a principal Mitchum's could be heard all throughout the hallway through the open classroom door of 212. Everyone froze and all eyes turned to the tall for my principal Mitchum's looming in the doorway holding Stewart by the ear. “Looky who I found in the hallway.” Mitchum said. Stuart looked at his feet writing his obituary in his head. Thwack. A spitball landed at principal Mitchum's high heels. Stewey cautiously looked around the room not wanting to draw attention to the attacker. Thwack. Now her left foot was being attacked. The principal looked down at her feet. Her eyes harden with a vicious look her hands clenched in a fist and then she stopped she was as calm as a gentle sea breeze. Everyone
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