When you’re a teacher and you’ve faced down both budget cuts and the kid who refused to stay in his seat, it takes more than a little campfire scary story to give you chills.
- It was a dark and stormy day. Time to chaperone the trip to the pumpkin patch.
- She slid the shoe box across the desk to her biology teacher. “It’s alive,” she whispered.
- Shadows from the lamplight stole across her desk at midnight. There were still 23 essays to grade before tomorrow.
- Lightning struck and briefly brightened the darkened classroom. The power outage meant two dozen restless students and no way to keep them occupied.
- Fog rolled across the school parking lot. It was the kind of weather that carpool duty nightmares are made of.
- Rage flashed across his contorted face, frightening her to the bone. “What do you mean we have to read the entire book?!”
- Everyone said it was haunted and he should stay out. Still, if the old storage closet had colored copy paper, he was willing to risk it.
- Ghosts of parent volunteers who never showed up haunted the room. The class Halloween party was a turning into a nightmare.
- She couldn’t stop scratching at unseen parasites. Lice in the classroom!
- A blood-curdling peal rang out, sending chills down her spine! They were having a fire drill in the dead of winter.
- Hair stood high on their heads, as wild and unruly as they were. Picture day was upon them.
Nicole Leigh Shaw is a humorist, mom and creator of typos. Follow her on her blog, NicoleLeighShaw.com. She also writes for NickMom and Moms.FortWayne.com.
