My Story Part #3

Hey everyone I'm here to tell you my third story section.

Once I had walked back to my hole I was sure I would be th elast one to finish thier hole. But my hole was bigger than before I had left. I looked at each person in turn. Everybody said that they didn't do it. But when I looked at Zero's hole it was smaller then everybody elses. I knew who had dug my hole. Back in the wreck room I told Zero that I would teach him to read and write if he wanted me to. Since he had told me he couldn't do either and that's why people thought he was stupid. So we made a deal. He would dig part of my hole everyday and I would teach him to read and write.

The next day in the breakfast line I awoke to a horrible sight. Mr.Sir's face had swollen to the size of a canteloupe. A kid then made the wrong move by asking what had happened to his face. Mr.Sir then picked him up by the throat and slammed him into the oatmeal pot. Then he asked the kid if there was anything wrong with his face the boy then smartened up and said there wasn't anything wrong with his face.

Later on the lake everybody asked me what I knew about Mr.Sir's face. I said that I didn't know anything hoping that if I let it be than it it would just fade away. But that wasn't the case. Everytime Mr.Sir would drive the watertruck he would just poor my water into the ground and never into my cantine. Luckily, I believe Mr.Pendanski knew what he was doing. For whenever he drove the watertruck, he would fill up my cantine, let me have a long drink then fill it up again.

Then to my suprise Mr.Sir actually filled my cantine a few days later. Unfortuneatly he also took it into the truck for a few minutes. He gave it back to me and I took it back to my hole. For while I thought of what vile substance he could have put in it. So I dumped it out and didn't take a single drink of that possibly tainted water. -Stanley