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The Story About French

Horror Created on 12-2-07 Views(97) Story Rating G

The fat plumb, aka the teacher, talked rapidly in french. Me only understanding a few words here and there. I was already bored 5 minutes into class. The clock seemed to move slower in French.I think the oversized plumbs goal was to kill everyone with boredem.

The room was dark, and made from cement.It looked like a dungeon. There were 11 oter priseners with me in the horrid room.

The Giant Plaumb motioned for us to stand up from our seats, everyone maoned dreading what was gonna happen next. She tells us words in french and we have to tell her what they mean in english. I am the last one standing, haven't answered a question, "Oh no!" i thought.

At last it is time to go. Everyone rushes out of the classroom.

I dont know, i thought i wold be a fun thing to do, write about french class, but make it a bit more horrid. dont forget to rate and comment!

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On December 4th 2007 Ballet102 Said: 
Ballet102 Hah sounds liek my french class.