The Stories
This is a collection of stories that we have gathered after the most recent Revealer. The stories have been arranged from most recent, to least recent.
One miserable day we got our grades. There was this kid Donnie (not his real name) who usually got pretty poor grades, but this time he got A's and B's. He went up to this guy Matt who always picked on him and he said, "Hey, look--I got better grades than you!" Well, that was stupid. Matt said, "You're a stupid loser-- those are someone else's grades." Donnie said, "They are not they're mine," but Matt said,"I think you're lying. Let me see." Donnie held the report card away but it was too late-- Matt grabbed it. He said, "I knew it. These aren't your grades. It's just a stupid mistake." And he went outside and threw the repot card where the kindergarten kdis were walking after school and they walked all over it. They tromped on it. They were laughing. When Donnie tried to get it back Matt dragged him behind the school and beat him up bad
I like pounding on kids for fun. Hey try it sometime if you think it isn't fun. One time after school I felt like having some fun. so I got in the way of this other kid. I told her to get off the sidewalk, and I shoved her into a tree. She kicked me hard in the shins and ran, that little creep. It hurt! I went home MAD!
Some eighth graders were playing dodgeball in gym. They missed the ball and I went to get it for them. But one of the kids chased the ball and said to me I would get stabbed with a switchblade if I touched the ball. He used swears, too , like he really meant it. I did not touch anything.
I like pounding on kids for fun. Hey try it sometime if you think it isn't fun. One time after school I felt like having some fun. so I got in the way of this other kid. I told her to get off the sidewalk, and I shoved her into a tree. She kicked me hard in the shins and ran, that little creep. It hurt! I went home MAD!
Some eighth graders were playing dodgeball in gym. They missed the ball and I went to get it for them. But one of the kids chased the ball and said to me I would get stabbed with a switchblade if I touched the ball. He used swears, too , like he really meant it. I did not touch anything.