Hagulgul na iyak mula sa iba naming kaklaseng mga babae ang naghahari sa classroom. Halos maligo na kaming lahat sa dugo ng bawat isa. Ang iba naming kaklase ay wala nang buhay at nakalatay na lamang sa sahig, balot sila ng sarili nilang mga dugo.
"Who's next, who wants to volunteer?" tanong ni Teacher Gonzales. "Wala na? Why? This is more than fun, right? Don't lose the excitement. Raise your hand, my students. I'm waiting."
Tulad kanina noong pumasok si Teacher Gonzales, hindi pa rin nawawala ang ngiti sa labi niya. Ganoon pa rin ang hitsura niya. Her smiles driving us crazy. It gives us fear and tremulous. She looks terrifying.
"Mavis?" she called the attention of one of my friends.
"N-no, Ma'am." Mavis refused with gestures, she looked scared, really scared.
"Ivie?"
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