Erin gazed at the computer screen, unable to comprehend what was wrong with the professed English teacher.
“You are SUCH a FREAK , ” she yelled as she blinded the poor struggling artist with her sun-deprived, vampire-white knee.
“You only have eight hundred characters left, use them wisely you ingrate!”
The poor, technology ignorant teacher (who can’t spell AT ALL ) bowed to the superior knowledge of Enigmatic E, savior to those who have no idea what to write (or even how to sign up for) the greatness that is Ficlets. Now, English III students beware… you all shall be subject to Ficlets- and if you misbehave…... Erin :)