Blackout
Lots of shouting could be heard as the magician asked for volunteers.
“Pick me!” I screamed at the top of my voice. He picked my sister, Amy. Boy, was I mad.
Accident
The two naughty boys rushed down the steps like a herd of rampaging bulls.
“Stop running!” cried the hapless teacher.
Her words fell on deaf ears as the duo continued to chase after each other in the jam-packed canteen. Engaged in their game of tag, the two boys did not notice the Principal walking towards them.
“Stop!” he warned, but it was too late.
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