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Sleeping mildly at the middle of the classroom a teacher lectures about chemistry and stuff. The classroom was on the first floor of the hill's high school and left stuck to the laboratory, yet teaching ethics while chemistry by an ethics teacher making jokes.
"Do it just like Gelst!" he said
Everyone laughed, do it and say it like Gelst is always fun because of who he is, which is obv'sly me. Worried since didn't get the joke, like a Gelst obviously, after the bell two minutes past the joke asked to one who among his friends talked about whatever young people talk.
"What did the teacher mean by that?" I asked
Yet no answer was prompted and the simple question, for it was simple and friendly, became a sort of fight of punch and neck-holding.
"Because of how you talk!" someone said
And it was offensive for the teacher to say such thing. I had to, at least, present my complaints to him in person, and I did for when I was in his classroom I touched his back to discover, not him but the singer instead. Everyone shrink in size down to midget-size and they dance to the tune.
Song lasted 'til the last note, note that made the classroom rain and get it down making the street be where the classroom was. Rain pouring down and people melted left only me where the street right to the gas station with nothing but underwear looking for a cab.
Ignored at first one appeared, willing to take me home. Now it was not a good driver, he didn't know how to drive or where he had to take me neither, he didn't know about the fire and the hose and the turn-off trick to let the car pass. He drives through and as it was to expect the car in flames got covered.
"O! O!" screamed the driver when the car exploded
Let alone the car and focus on the body, that still alive ran the road dodging dropping bombs.
"The house! The house!" screamed while running to some doors somewhere there
And there he was where the house, firing to the ones there, the burglars that where in the house since the beginning, with nothing but a cheap gun.

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