Chapter 5:
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The ticking of the clock is the only thing that dared interrupt Ms. Elenore's lesson. I looked down at my notebook, which was filled with notes on goodness knows what.
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It was around halfway through the lesson when I dropped my pencil. It was when I bent down to pick it up did I notice a small brown thing scurring past my bag. I shuddered. I had always found insects rather creepy and gross. Picking up my pencil, I scooted over in my seat, so that I would be as far as I possibly could from the scurrying creatures.
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After that I couldn't focus, they were everywhere, whenever I looked one or two would hurry past.
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"Is there a problem, Elise?" inquired Ms. Elenore, her voice feigning kindness.
"No, uh, nothing." I replied.
"Ok, then please move to the middle of your seat."
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People were staring, almost everyone other than the all perfect Isadora, of course she was the only one still writing.
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I didn't know what else to do, so I obliged. But whenever I would look to where they were, they were never there after that.
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