The Last Day of School

Chester was standing next to the clothesline with a mist of smoke swirling around him. His freaky smile paired with his dead eyes chilled me to the bone. I didn't go back to Cheryl's house for a long time after that, although we still sat together on the bus. Neither of us ever mentioned what Chester had done that day again.

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