[In the corner]

nueve

'Who burned her?' My friend, Samantha, asked as I was explaining to her about Edna. 'Her father, Sammy,' I replied.

Sammy and I were on our way to skipping Math, the bathrooms. 'Well, crap!' Sammy yelled, she is very loud. I shush her, 'Shut up, Sammy.'

We went into the same stall at the very back of the right hand side of the pale blue room, surprised to find no one else in there to skip. Lucky us, I guess.