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// Unsure 
// Story: The Deceived Mind 
// by Lunar Scribe 
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"AHHHHHHH!!!" I stood up in the sick room, screaming bloody murder, the blood returning to my legs quickly, so I could escape.
But I had to stop, and think for a while. This is a escape challenge, one where I needed to think. I tried the door, and it opened.
I gaped at the door. "Maybe less paranoia would be a start." I said quietly. And to stop expecting the worse.
I walked out and checked the office, empty. That was strange, there is usually some one there.
I checked the room to find something of any use, but all  I could find was my backpack. I grabbed my agenda and examined the time table. Then I checked the clock. It was period three.
I raced quietly to the science room, 208, and pulled out my stuff. The teacher wasn't there, but almost all the students were. I sat there and waited, Luna seated beside me...
Wait, Luna seated beside me? I relayed that thought again. And turned my head, and trembled with fear.
"Monster," I quivered "How do you know me?"
"Far side of the fence, by the trees, lunch time. Did you not hear that?" she demanded. Why was she angry?
And I asked, she replied hotly "Your little act nearly..." she stopped mid sentence, and watched the door to our right. I did the same.
A substitute teacher walked in, she wore all black, had odd, but lush, turquoise hair, menancing green eyes, light skin, and a look that said miserable and demonic. My vision blurred, the  refocused, and I studied her more; her turquoise tail swung impatiently, her horn black and full of holes, same with her wings...
"Pinch me, I'm dreaming." I requested to Luna.
"Oh god." she said, annoyed.
"No, really, I think I'm dreaming, or hallucinating really badly," I paused, then whispered, "The teacher looks like some strange pony now." and with that, I got a look of horror. Luna froze up, and stared for a while, not daring to let me of her sight.
"Pinch me... Hard." I requested, but instead, I got a hard slap. And it was so hard I didn't feel any fingers.
"Please don't move your hand." I told her, and she obliged to my second request. I touched her hand, it was smooth and soft, then I felt the fingers, they were so soft they weren't there...
I cringed with pain, like something hit me. I was going insane. This was too much madness. I felt like a heart attack was bound to happen, and I would lie down on the floor and die.
"Stay strong, don't give in." I said reassuringly to myself.
Luna heard, of course, "What are you talking about?"
I jumped out of my seat, falling on to the floor. Everyone gazed at me, probably thinking I was going insane again. From only two and a half hours of school today, I was getting pretty known today.
"What is the matter..." the substitute looked at the attendance, a brown little clipboard, which probably had pictures, "Tristan?"
"I thought I saw something, but it was just my imagination again." i saw that the sub had no fingers, and she held the clipboard with an aura surrounding her. But i thought nothing how to explain it at the time.
"Are you gonna be retarded again and laugh on the floor?!" an idiot called out.
I glared menacingly at him, and gave him a twisted look, and spoke eriely to him, my voice sounding so demented and disturbed, everyone backed off a bit by moving away from me, except Luna, "Or maybe I'll kill someone right now? Don't worry, it'll be quick and painless," I grabbed out my scissors, sharp but just a bluff, "I'll make sure of it!" and then my eyes went in opposite directions, left one went left, right went right, and I pulled a creepy smile.
I scared everyone, even Luna was shocked at what she just listened to, but I continued, "Maybe miss goody-goody rich kid would like to demonstrate what I mean?" and I stared at Luna. They were buying. They fought I was serious about killing someone.
The substitute gaped with concern at the scene before her. This is not part of the plan, she thought to herself. I only asked for him to see through.
Well you asked to much then! snapped the unhappy receiver, I'm working my chaos to the fullest here, trying to make him see the so-called friend he's been sitting by the whole time, is really....
We need to think of something fast, she thought miserably. I know, a little sarcasm and enraged shock will do.
"Or maybe, you can mind your own business, and let someone go through a mental breakdown, in PEACE!" I added, putting the scissors away. This was my biggest snap ever, never have I pushed it this far, but this was insanity enough, it didn't matter if I added to it.
Clap, clap, clap. The sound continued through out the class, the origin, the substitute. "Bravo, bravo. Encore. Or do you want to continue class, you filthy little PYSCHO!?!?" she shrieked at me in anger and sarcasm, her green eyes glowing, just like her hairs on her head.
Luna and I stated in disbelief. I shut up for the rest of the class, and never said a word, neither did anyone. She was at the breaking point. Hopefully, she didn't have an ill heart, because I think I went a little to far. A little... But not enough to make me fall down in utter defeat. I had a stubborn attribute to me, where, i gave up on stuff i could do any other day, yet try to the end with lost causes. And this was a lost cause.