Monday, October 3, 2011

Group 4

“Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.” Desperate seconds ticked pass. The big analog clock hung high on the bare wall stared down at me, scorning me with every movement of its second hand, its steady chant caused my brains to pulse in pain. Oh! I felt a drop of sweat trickling down my forehead and then my left cheek, finally landing on my tongue.”Yuck, salty and sour. Could that be my fate? Nothing good ever comes from a trip to the principal.” A voice in my mind told me, “could I have done something wrong? Maybe, just maybe, it was... “Most likely not”, a second voice whispered. Just then, the head of a Felis domestica popped out at the window. Its head slowly turned and looked inside the room, as if it were examining the contents of the waiting room. Its eyes came to rest on me, its shining eyes piercing my naked soul. I shut my eyes in anticipation of the mockery and shame that I predicted was coming. The cat then mewed softly, a sound that days ago would have been reassuring, but now seemed to be like a prayer for mercy. I immediately turned and looked away, feeling a immense sense of dread of the impending doom. There came a feeling of tension slowly building up and up. Suddenly, the heavy wooden door slammed open, and I awaited my fate...

Done by: Vorro, Wen Yue, Hao Yang, & Wai Hang

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