This is the story of the mysterious civics paper. Be warned; this is not a funny story, and is rather scary. If you are laughing, then you have serious problems and should greatly condsiderseeing a psychiatrist about your childhood trauma.
As I walked down the hallway, I thought about different things. As I entered my first hour class, I noticed that everybody was staring at me. Especially Darby. She has problems, that girl.
I sat down at my desk, and opened my notebook. Suddenly, I heared violins playing, as if I were in a Stephen King book or something. I looked up, and then I realized that the band members were playing Christmas songs in the hallway (although it was August), on violins. I continued to open my notebook to the back page. I looked down, and saw...a Civics paper! And it isn't even mine! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What was it doing in my notebook?! I don't even have Civics! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
Note: This was based on a true story (except for the part about the band members playing violins in the hallway)!