Strange And Yet Satisfying Demise Of Lacey Evers
High school can be a fun place sometimes.
It isn’t always the factory of sadness and enslaved drones that some people claim it is. At least, that’s what I always thought. Sometimes there’s the occasional scuffle that gets caught on tape and put on YouTube for the whole world to see, other times you’ll get to witness someone skateboarding in the halls. And if you’re extra lucky, when the teacher is absent or is on a coffee break, you can see what they’re really up to when he’s not handing out worksheets or braying on a lecture on this or that.
But until yesterday. I never thought in a million years that school would be the place where I saw the most insane and downright bizarre thing I had ever seen.
“Stephen, did you finish your homework yet?”
“Working on it mom!”
Sorry papers, that was my mom calling. Always wanting to know if I completed you or something. Now, back to where we were…
I go to a school called Fruitl