"Oh crap, what do I do now?" I muttered, staring down at the body. It had been an accident. I swear it had been an accident! I looked around, there was no one else in this wing of the school, which was to be expected considering the time of night it was. I looked back down at the body of my English teacher, Mrs. Hagar, who had caught me out of bed just ten minutes ago. Ok, Ok this was easy enough, I'd just take the body out back and bury it in the woods before any one noticed, then I'd slink back to my bed before everyone woke up. I stared down at the heavy rock paperweight in my hand. Is it still murder if it isn't planned?
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1) I stared down at the ground below me, not daring to come down
2) " I already told you I won't accept the mission!," I screamed, slamming my fist down on the desk.
3)I sat in his lap, leaning back into his chest
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