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I was pulled from an induced sleep by being thrown to the cold floor. I looked up and saw him. He was enraged today. Usually, I can get by through being hit a few times, but today he wasn't going to settle for that. I painfully gathered myself from the floor and my eyes re-adjusted. He was holding a knife, with blood... Kelly must be gone already. Staring at him coming toward me, the same fear I had when he had thrown me in his van two weeks ago, I could only think one thing... My teacher is a killer.

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100 words exactly!

I was challenged to write a story being 100 words, no more, no less. :)

If you can think of a title, I'd be grateful! :D