Boring Literature Class [גרסה בעברית ל-'שיעור סיפרות משעמם']

13⁴⁰ –'Come on, when is this class gonna end?', she thought to her self.

13⁴¹ –'How come it's only been a minute?'

13⁴⁵ –She's tired waiting.

Boring literature class, it never ends.

She wanted to get home.

She waited for that day so much…

To be home, to turn on the T.V…

13⁴⁶.

13⁴⁷.

13⁴⁶.

13⁴⁹.

13⁵⁰ –Bell ring.

She puts her books in her bag, running past the teacher.

Running through the class.

Not even bothering to put her books in her locker.

She runs through the school gate, looks at her watch.

13⁵³ – She can make it.

Crossing the street running.

Her glasses falling.

Everything's a blur.

She bends to look for her glasses.

She wants to get home, so she won't miss it.

Tries to find her glasses, as fast as she can, and finally, she finds them.

She puts them on, and gets up.

Before she manages to straighten up, a car comes.

Maybe, if she wasn't in such a hurry to get home, so she can watch her favorite T.V star gets killed on that T.V series, just maybe, the star would be the only one to get killed.