Only one thought crossed my mind at the sight of the thousand four-year-olds wielding knives: The end is near. After that, I wondered for a bit about what monster would even arm a thousand four-year-olds, and I ultimately blamed the preschools. The preschools seemed like the only logical choice: who else would have the power to transform one thousand kids into soldiers of destruction and doom? I realized then that I must act alone. No one would believe that teachers were terrorists. Regardless, I had a more pressing issue on my hands - the current group of youthful sprites insistent upon stabbing me in the chest. I knew I had no way of defeating the youngsters in straight-up combat. What could I do? I realized the only way to defeat them was stealth. I fashioned a disguise, made from newspaper, and I waited. One by one, I surprised them with a back stab. It's just a matter of time before they all die.

THE END

By Sam and Jeff on 19/05/09.

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