Write a Book in a Day 2017

You are fed up with this. You just want to go home and rest. You are brimming with anger; these kids are being nuisances. You can’t believe they were just looking for this stupid ghost, you know in your mind that ghosts aren’t real and you don’t know whether to break it to them or not. Was this supposed to be like Christmas? No matter, you need to get the play under control - it’s tomorrow and having the kids not come to the last rehearsal because they are ‘finding the ghost’ really ticks you off. You try several times to get the kids attentions but they ignore you rather still discussing the supposed figure to be visiting tonight. You are past anger and break it to them with a loud shout. ‘Guys, quit it, ghosts are mythical creatures and don’t even exist! The Mokoi ghost does not exist!’ You see their faces, all staring at you like stunned mullets. Then they all start shouting. You can’t bring yourself to care anymore - fed up with their disrespect. ‘Guys, if you don’t concentrate, I will cancel the play.’ you threaten coming to your whit’s end. The kids continue to ignore you, screaming if not with more anger. You are disgruntled, but, you have had enough of all of this. So, you cancel the play. And you return home, back to the city this time. Home. Safety. Why did you think you could make it in the country?

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