As he left, Mr.Johnson threw a crumpled piece of paper into the trash. But he didn't approach the trash to do so, he threw it from a distance and didn't see it dunk in. The paper had blown onto the cafeteria tiles, muddied and stomped on by the herds of students leaving the building. If he had opened it, he would have seen an impressively detailed rendering of a fish, eighteen smooth-lined circles, and the following dialogue:
you ever afraid of the dark?
not telling
just tell me.
Why do you want to know?
Because.
Sometimes. But only if it’s too quiet.
I can help.
You know a way to magically scare the monsters away?
I can tell you. Wanna know?
Just tell me already.
Masturbate.
???????
1 comment:
wtf??
wth was that?? WHO the heck was that?
did mr.johnson steal some notes??
and who was the note between??
and...and...
omj, omj...
wow
-PinknPunk
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