He stood amidst countless bodies. The last one standing.
He drew his gun. He fired one. He fired another.
And then something hit his head. He screamed.
“Care to come back to reality, Mr. Thomas?”, the teacher glared at him.
The whole class laughed as he ran out of the room.
He drew his gun. He fired one. He fired another.
And then something hit his head. He screamed.
“Care to come back to reality, Mr. Thomas?”, the teacher glared at him.
The whole class laughed as he ran out of the room.
hahaha..
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DeleteNice & funny Nikhil
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Anupam! :)
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