High School Drama-Junior p4 by Artistic-Alice, literature
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High School Drama-Junior p4
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" I yelled as I raced to Mr. Trishan. Mr. Trishan turned and saw me coming. "LEAVE BLAZE ALONE!" I boomed. Then Mr. Trishan pulled out a gun. I skidded to a stop. Mr. Trishan pointed the gun at me. "Freeze," he hissed. Boy...when he wasn't droning about the cellular structure of skin, he sounded VERY creepy. Mr. Trishan put his hand on the trigger. "NO!" Blaze roared. She chucked a flame at Mr. Trishan. Mr. Trishan fell over, the back of his shirt burnt off. I had a lump in my throat. Mr. Trishan got back up and in the speed of light pulled the trigger. There was a piercing pain in my left shin that made me scream in agony.