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 de 2nde 3… et devinez qui en est le narrateur!

I am dead. In the good old days I used to live at  Edouard Herriot  High School in Voiron, contrary to now where I live in a little box. My family lived  in the neighbourhood. I still remember my mother telling me not to approach the secondary school because people there hate us. They fear us, because of our bad reputation. However, it has not always been this way. I thought that was exaggerated but unfortunately everything was true.So, just let us come back to what is interesting us just now: my sudden and unjust death.While I was flying from a room to another to improve my education going through mathematics, history, science…, suddenly my attention was caught by my favourite subject, English. I decided to settle near the window, to listen to the teacher. I will always  remember it was in room C4. Suddenly a big, ugly, enormous, horrible monster wearing a checked purple pullover  in a violent crisis of craziness caught a book and crushed me onto the window.My love for English led my to death!

Improve : parfaire   Settle : poser   Ugly :affreux    Checked :carreaux    Crisis: crise     Crush: écraser      Lead : causer