Chapter 1 - New to School
I think that I was always an overachiever but now I was the new girl in English class. I had just moved here. Since this was my Senior year, I knew I had one shot to prove I wasn't just another face in crowd: Mrs. Echols' "Original Story" assignment. I didn’t just want an A+; I wanted to be unforgettable.
Of course, I was trying to make a good impression with my English teacher. When she asked us all to write an original story for class, I went the extra mile to secure a top grade by developing a portfolio of four original stories. While I know this is more work than what was asked, I was incredibly passionate about earning an excellent grade. It was a proactive step.
I rolled the stories up and put them in individual bottles. These I put into a small carrying case. I had found my father's brief case and it was perfect for the job. It was also easy for me to carry to school.
I explained to the teacher that I had written four short stories. She told me that she was pleased with my enthusiasm and that I could be the first to read them to the class. This was exactly what I'd hoped for. I was getting in my teacher's good graces.
Upon getting in front of the class, I pulled my first story out and pulled the tape off of the top of the bottle. I distinctly heard a very low scream with a female voice. It somewhat unnverved me. However I opened the bottle to pull out and unroll the story. As I did, I thought that something jumped out of the bottle and ran to the back of the room. I never saw what though. Actually I was unsure if it was my imagination. I always have had an active imagination.
Confused, I unrolled the tale and read my first piece. It was about a story of a young girl who stole from her mother and ran away from home.
As I read this story a girl in the back of the room began crying. Softly at first but finally uncontrollably. At that moment, I had to stop. She began to shake and the teacher had another student remove her from the class. She then had me continue with my reading.
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If you like my story, please let me know.
A girl who wants nothing more than to earn good grades, stay in her teacher's good books, and has a vivid imagination. Then something suddenly jumps out of a bottle and runs away... yet she convinces herself it was just her imagination. Well, all of these little details make me feel like the story is going to become really interesting as it unfolds. I'm excited to see where it goes! 📖✨
Very short chapter, but good. I want to know what made that girl scream in the back of the classroom. 😮
Interesting start! Poor girl, though. The one who cried seems to have been affected by the stories.