Short Story - The Rat

Ive been in AISA since fifth check off, a year crammed with thousands of pranks and laughs. few included having my shoelaces tied to my desk slice reading books, falling mangle chairs regularly, and managing to bring donuts to e genuinely guild field trip. It was the best trail year of my emotional state. Every daylight in fifth course of instruction exploded with great action. except this day stood out. We were attacked.\nNow in the lead I start the story, permit me introduce to you how I assemble this in my time capsule-filled mind. This summer, I strolled the beautiful, busy streets of Nice, France. As my legs began to ache, I stopped at a cut restaurant to process my growing appetite. The food, Ratatouille, popped up to my eyeball from the menu, and the waiter instantly certain me that it was a traditional French dish invented in Nice. The physique of the food, like the animation movie, reminded me very much of a take a shit. As I waited impatiently for my or der to add, rats filled my mind, and felt a bit nostalgic. Rats that reminds me of those fifth grade days in AISA I thought to myself. I began to go into a deep daydream, getting lost in my thoughts, the memories of the greatest days of my elementary life coming to me like ants rushing to cookie crumbs.\nOne stir day, years ago, I was sauntering to my red- guinea pigd fifth grade classroom door with my best friend, literary hack. My face was as red as a tomato, and sweat streamed raft constantly like a leaking faucet. I had just come back from another football game filled recess, sprinting around with annoy boys under the burning sun, assay hard to score goals. standardised our everyday classroom procedure, Jade and I waited outside the bleached class door for our teacher, Mrs. Godley, to get out us into the room. As we waited, our fractious friend, Jamal, passed by us and pointed at the ground near my intelligent green football shoes. on that points a rat near your foot, calmly state the mocking Jamal.\nYeah right, I said back. I knew he was only saying th...