Fear of the unknown

It all started in a sophomore level geometry class. We were going over material that would be on the test tomorrow. But then our teacher, Mr. Hendrickson, stood up and said something I will never forget. He stood up and said, “You will never go home.” The classrom quieted as what he just said sank in. Some people were just as ignorant as always. Some were a little shocked. All of us were confused, so he replyed with a casual, “You will never see your family again.” Now we were officially spooked. Just the way he said it sent chills down our spine. One student stood up and said, ” Screw this, I’m going home.” Mr. Hendrickson just pulled a 9 millimeter pistol out from his desk and shot the student in the head. Screams rose and the student fell to the ground. Mr. Hendrickson shouted over the screams, “Do you believe me?!? Do you believe me now when I tell you you will never see your family again?! You will never go home!” the screams continued, and we were wondering how people couldn’t hear us, couldn’t hear the screams. It was then when we lost all hope in seeing our families again. Mr. Hendrickson called two men into the classroom armed with AK 47 ‘s and the class went silent. The men herded us out the door and out to the bus loop where we were then loaded up on a bus. As we left the school our hearts sank.