A 100 word story- Detention

I curse weekend detention. I could be home, sleeping, playing ball. I approach the cafeteria, an architectural splendor. I ignore the beauty and mop as told. Why me? I just wrote and passed a note. Suddenly, a sprinkle of water. It feels oddly like rain. The hallway door opens, my jaw drops. Margaret stands with […]

A 100 word story- Detention

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