The Blood-thirsty Sword

The Blood-thirsty Sword

When I was in eleventh grade, my history teacher assigned my class to show her the oldest thing in our houses. Everyone was like "What!? Why!?" and talked to each other, and some of them were worried about their property. The day before the next history class, I decided to bring one of my grandma's collection of swords so I asked her to bring to school. She warned me not to release the sword from the sheath. I promised.

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In the later history class, our teacher asked: "Does anyone bring your oldest thing in your house today?" Many students brought old vases. Some of them brought a little ceramic tea plate. And me, of course, a sword. My teacher was so excited of all the ancient goods in my class until she saw my sword. Eyes of the masses were fixed on my sword. I thought that I would put it away until one of them said, "Can I see the blade?" I quickly denied, "No! Don't do it! It had been used to kill people for centuries!" But I told him too late… He quickly grabbed the sword released the blade from the sheath and acted like he was a Jedi with a lightsaber.

Once he moved his sword, acting like he was slicing, the blade sliced off one of my classmates' arm. She screamed frantically and fainted as her arm was torn off. Everyone was terrified, some also screamed and fainted, some called the ambulance to bring my classmate to hospital. "I tried to warn you," I cried. Some days later, the history teacher was fired due to her sexual fetish on ancient objects, the one who sliced was kicked out, and me? I was still studying in that school until graduate, the principal warned everyone in the school to never bring any weapons to the school again. And I thought the same…

Submitted May 22, 2019 at 12:22PM by kornno25

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