Snippet #2303851

Hisao sat at the back of the classroom, reading a brand new book he bought at a bookstore. He still could not get over the fact that he died, and the thought made him very uncomfortable. His hands were pressed against the book, and his eyes were fixed on on word. It was as if they were refusing to move. Hisao's face twisted into one of frustration. People who look at him now might think that he needed to use the bathroom. He tapped his foot, trying to make his eye move, but it was no use. He was in the middle of a sigh the girl named Shy spoke out loud, followed by a boy's speeh. This took Hisao by surprise making him jump from his seat, and fall to the ground. It was quite a racket. Hisao's face turned read, as he kept holding on to the book. He quickly got up, and bowed to the teacher in apology. Then he propped his seat back up and sat up straight in his char.
'wait a minute' he though. 'I'm dead. What the heck am I doing apologizing to a teacher here.'
He sighed once more, and looked at the book he was attempting to read. It was no use. Hisao threw the book out the window, where it landed into a pond. 'Well this is great.'