It was last period. My teacher was going on about math and what not. It was her fifth time screeming at us. She was yelling at the boys who was poking fun at her. They were standing on tables and throwing things. It was horrible. Normally when it got this bad she would just sit at her desk and say that she’s quit. Not this time. She started throwing things back. But these things were really heavy and were missing the boys. A few other students got hit by heavy binders and text books. It was like a nightmare. Finally the bell rang. And I ran as far as I could. Far away from that room.