She was evil! She was called Miss Maughan. Or Miss Moan as we liked to call her. She hated the girls in the back row. Myself. Enya, Noreen,Elaine and Nadia. But we had never done anything wrong! She used to be really bitchy to us. We always had our homework done but she'd never take it, Like when we had to write an essay one time and she wouldn't take ours up because the was spelling mistakes or wrong punctuation. She's an English teacher for fucks sake does she want it to be perfect before she corrects it? Anyway then 5 minutes later when we had swapped them and got or friends to find and correct our mistakes she wouldn't take them up because we had "missed the boat" and not complied to the deadline? Who says that anyway???? Well we were fuming but we got over it, then the next few days were OK but on the Wednesday Noreen asked to go to her locker in the next room because she didn't have her Rom and Jule 'cos Moan never told us to bring it and Moan called her a deceitful little so and so and wouldn't let her go. Noreen nearly blew her top! Well Moan was pushing it. The rest of that week she was a nightmare I won't even go into it but on the Friday she told us that we should all be in pass and that we were in capable of honors, well that just sent us mad! We stormed out of the class. Then the principal came on the intercom calling for to come to his office! Well whoop dee doo!!! She (well maybe a he we're not quite sure!?!) told u that it was disrespectful to her! Well fuck that! And we've been expelled. She has got to pay!!! Expulsion is not a good thing to do to kids who has a library and a good imagination and now thanks to you a lot of time! The potting began. We started of with a brain storm. What we were going to do to her:
1. Publicly humiliate her
* need a camera and a YouTube account
2. Death!
* a vat of boiling oil - dip for 5 seconds
* a blunt knife - cut off her fingers
* a rope - with which to half strangle her
* a pair of horses - to drag her through the streets with
* a gun
The plans were to be executed over the course of the week. It would be glorious!
My mum found the plans.
She showed them to the police.
I was accused of beings criminally insane.
My friends denied any knowledge.
Now I'm in my cell on an island with all the loonies. But the guards try not to upset me!