Stinking Stoopid Human

Silence. It's so.. boring. The green hue of the classroom filled your mind with disgust and BOREDOM. EVERYTHING about this class was boring. You sat with a slouching posture as you stared down at your paper. A giant comically sized book sat on everyone's desks, the books so heavy you could hear the desk creaking, threatening to break under the weight. The clock's ticks loudly filled the empty space of the classroom. You stared at the clock before looking back down at your half finished paper. You had to write a paragraph for each question. You prepared yourself and sighed quietly to yourself before being interrupted suddenly.

"NO SIGHING IN THE CLASSROOM! Do that on your own time during recess when you realize the joy you get out of it is short lived."

Your teacher Ms. Bitters said as she quickly stretched and shot herself across the classroom somehow and scolded you. You sat there with wide eyes as you gripped your pencil for safety. (As if that would help you). She slowly slinked back to her desk eerily. Ms. Bitters was creepy. You nervously looked back at your paper and prepared yourself for hell. Right when your pencil hit the paper the door swung open and a strange boy stood at the center of it.

Everyone's head turned and stared at the boy as they were surprised to see a new student. You all stared at the strange boy. He had no ears or nose, and had a hue of green as his skin. He stood proudly with his chest out, legs apart, and hands behind his back. He walked strangely as he lifted his legs high and marched in. Ms. Bitters looked more annoyed than ever before standing near the boy.

"Class, meet your new classmate who was unfortunate enough to enroll in this horrid excuse for an educational system, Zim."