"Insert student name come to the office." You hustle down the dirty ragged hallways of hell, waiting for punishment.
"Why did you search that up?" the bearded
principal says in disgust.
You stutter, "I'm sorry, school administrators. I thought this meant
something else..." The bearded principal glares at you, clicking his pen.
"Fine," he says. The room
practically darkens, "I forgive you, child.."