o I hate teaching kindergarteners.o griped Shaun as he trudged down the hallway to the kindergarten room. o Martha is probably singing nursery rhymes with them by now.o He opened the sliding glass door and heard the little voices signing:


o Baa Baa black sheep have you any wool?


Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!


One for the master one for the dame


And one for the little boy who lives down the lane


Baa baa black sheep have you any wool?


Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!o


o Good job, children! Now lets start the day.o Martha said in a cheery voice. o Gus, what do you want to do?o


o I want to weed!o


o OK! Go and read! Jessie, what do you want to do?o


o I want to paint!o It went on like this for a while, each child picking an activity to do and then waddling off to whichever room their activity took place. Shaun walked over to Gus. o What are you reading, Gus?o


o I'm reading the Three Little Piggies and the Big Bad Wolf!o Shaun usually did this, went to all the children and asked what they were doing. He walked over to Jessie. o What are you painting Jessie?o


o I'm painting a pretty princess!o It looked more like a blob of pink a blue. Well it was a blob. He went over to Martha.


o Seems like another normal day, huh?o


o I guess...o she replies.


o So, do you not really need me today?o


o No, I can handle myself today.o Shaun walked off without a reply. Opening the door and closing it with a bit of a slam. The next day Shaun returned to the class. The children were acting a little strange. More fidgety and rather glassy eyed. Shaun went to a new boy that was painting what looked like a bloody, dead body. Martha had noticed it too. It seemed like the child had an endless amount of red paint. The paint looked slightly thicker and stickier than regular paint. Shaun whirled around and ran to see if Martha was anywhere nearby. She was over by the refrigerator, getting a burrito. It was rotted and moldy. She curled her lip and dropped the burrito. o It was fresh an hour ago.o She said, looking at the burrito sceptically.


o The kids are acting up.o Shaun explained. o I think maybe all they're parents gave them coffee or something.o


o Oh shut up.o Grimaced Martha. o I don't know whats going on, but I'm getting creeped out.o The day continued, but nothing strange seemed to happen the rest of the day. But the next day, Martha wasn't there when Shaun peeked through the door. The kids were already singing. But they were singing a song. It was different than the other songs.




o All you that in the condemned you hole you shall lie,


Prepare yourself today, for you shall die;


Watch and Pray: the hour is drawing near


That you before the Almighty must appear;


Examine well yourselves in time represent,


That you may not to eternal flames be sent.o They all turned around to stare at Shaun. A creepy smile on they're faces.


o And when St. Sepulchure's bell Bell in the evening tolls


The lord have mercy on your soulo Shaun slammed the door and went flying out of the room. The Principal said quietly as Shaun ran out, o Um..Shaun whats-?o SLAM! The door to the school was shut. Shaun peeled out of the parking lot and went home. He went to bed when he got home and flopped into bed. He awoke. He heard a bell ringing in the distance. Eyes blurred with eye gunk Shaun blinked his eyes and looked up. All of the kids from the class were hovering over him. Literally hovering. They started singing,


o Here comes a candle to light you to bed,


Here comes a chopper to chop of your head,


Chip chop chip chop- the Last Mans Dead.o


Shlock!