State Of Panic
In Corey's chest, his heart was pounding. His teacher's stumble threw him into a state of panic.
Students could not understand her slurred and incoherent words. It was terrifying for Corey. His teacher seemed to be in distress, and what was that strange smell?
Apple Slices
It was unbelievable what was happening right in front of the young boy's eyes. In the beginning, everything seemed fine in Mrs. Young's class.
His backpack was full of books, and he pulled them out and sat beside his best friend, Brian. A container from Brian's bag was placed on the desk between them and apple slices were offered to his friend.
Half The Bottle
Their apple slices were eaten as they waited for the lesson to begin. Her hand reached for the bottle before her as she sat behind her desk gathering papers.
In front of him, Corey watched the woman chug something that looked like water. Before she stood from behind her desk, she had nearly consumed half the bottle.
Stuck At An Equation
It was a smooth start to the lesson. During her explanation of a math problem on the board, Mrs. Young stalled on a step.
Staring at the problem before her, she stood frozen before the class. A quiet "hm" escaped her lips. While waiting for her to continue, Corey grabbed another apple slice.
She Must Be Thirsty
“Is there anything else I need to do?” A mumble escaped her lips before she stepped forward to her desk. She wanted to check her book. A second time, she grabbed the bottle as she flipped through the book.
Suddenly, a strong smell reached the young boy's nose as she took another large sip from the bottle. “What smells like that?” He asked Brian.
Stumbling Around Class
Brian shook his head. Corey's nose burned, but he soon focused on his teacher again. Suddenly, Mrs. Young tumbled forward as she approached the blackboard.
She managed to keep her balance by holding onto the wall. Corey thought she had slipped at first.
Attempting To Write
Suddenly, he noticed something strange as the woman took another step forward. Grabbing a piece of chalk, she swayed slightly. She stumbled backward as soon as she attempted to write on the board.
Watching his teacher struggle for balance and fail, Corey's eyes grew wider. All she said was gibberish. Why was this happening?
Corey Poole
As a twelve-year-old boy, Corey Poole lived with his loving parents, Austin and Yvonne, in Seattle, Washington. As a child, the young boy had a good life.
The school he attended was one of the best in town, and he lived in a lovely neighborhood with his parents. Throughout his life, the boy's parents had made sure he was well equipped for success.
Keep In Contact
The love Austin and Yvonne had for their son was unconditional. It was their top priority to make sure he was safe and sound at all times.
Because of this, Austin bought Corey his first phone for his 12th birthday. As a result, he could stay in touch with his parents whenever he visited a friend or went to school. He wouldn't know until one Tuesday morning that he'd need it most.
Leaving For School
It began like any other day. The morning started with Corey eating a large bowl of cereal before his mother packed him a nice lunch. He was taken to school by his father after he was ready to go.
The Poole household had become accustomed to this morning routine. A seemingly normal day turned into Corey's worst nightmare when he entered a classroom.
Going To Class
The first two periods of the day went well. He went from English to Biology, and then, it was time for math. Corey was an intelligent boy, especially when it came to math.
Although his math teacher, Mrs. Young, was rude and sometimes a bit incompetent, Corey always looked forward to her class. He got to sit next to his best friend, Brian.
Taking A Seat
As soon as the bell rang, Corey packed up his books and headed straight for Mrs. Young’s class. Before long, he stepped through the door to her classroom.
He took a seat beside his best friend, Brian, and pulled his books from his backpack. Brian grabbed a container from his bag and placed it on the desk between them, offering his friend some apple slices.
She Picked On Them
“How’s your day been?” Brain asked, opening his book and paging through it. Unlike Corey, he hated math, and he despised Mrs. Young. She often picked on the kids who didn’t perform too well in her classes.
Unfortunately, Brian was one of them. “It's been fine, but I’m excited for it to end so I can go home and play video games,” Corey responded. Little did he know that he wouldn’t be home anytime soon.
The Water Bottle
They sat back in their seats, eating their apple slices as they waited for their teacher to start the lesson. Mrs. Young was sitting behind her desk, gathering papers when she reached for the bottle before her.
Corey watched as she chugged what appeared to be water. She nearly drank half the bottle before standing from behind her desk.
Stalling
The first few minutes of the lesson passed smoothly. Mrs. Young was explaining a math problem on the board when suddenly, she stalled on one of the steps.
She stood frozen before the class as she stared at the problem before her. “Hm,” She said quietly to herself. Corey reached for another apple slice, waiting for her to continue.
Another Sip
“Now what is the next step?” She mumbled to herself before approaching her desk. She wanted to look at her book and check on the steps. As she paged through the book, she grabbed the bottle once again.
When she took another large gulp from the bottle, a sudden strong smell reached Corey’s nose. “What is that smell?” He asked his friend.
Tumbling Forward
Brian shrugged. The smell was burning Corey’s nose, but soon, his attention was diverted back to his teacher. Mrs. Young was approaching the blackboard once again when she suddenly tumbled forward.
Grabbing onto the wall, she managed to keep her balance. At first, Corey thought she had just tripped, but he was wrong.
Something Strange
But then, as she took another step forward, the young boy noticed something strange. She was swaying slightly as she grabbed a piece of chalk. But as soon as she tried to write on the board, she stumbled backward.
Corey’s eyes grew wide as he watched his teacher try to regain her balance and fail. When she spoke, all that came out of her mouth was gibberish. What was going on?
She Fell
That’s when the woman fell to the floor. She writhed around before her students, slurring over her words. No one could hear what she was trying to say. Corey turned to Brian, “We have to help her,” He said.
The two boys shot up from their seats as the rest of the children watched the events unfold with wide eyes.
Helping Her
Together, the boys each grabbed one of the teacher’s arms and managed to help her up from the floor. They then helped her to her chair and placed her in it.
She tried to speak, but she was still a slurring mess. Corey didn’t know what to do, he had to call for the school’s principal, but first, he wanted to ensure that Mrs. Young was alright.
The Smell
“Pass me her water bottle, I think she needs some,” Corey instructed Brian. He nodded as he grabbed the clear bottle and unscrewed the top, but as he did, he smelled the strange smell from earlier.
Puzzled, Brian looked into the bottle. It was a clear liquid, like water, but it smelled sharp and chemical. His eyes widened.
Poison
When he turned to Corey, Corey noticed the strange look on his face. “What’s wrong?” He questioned, puzzled by Brian’s wide eyes.
“I- I think Mrs. Young has been poisoned. There’s something in her water,” Brian said and passed the bottle to Corey. When Corey grabbed it, he too could smell the scent from earlier.
His Duty
Shivers shot down Corey’s spine as he stared down at the bottle. It was an unfamiliar scent. He knew that it was his duty to help his teacher. He decided to do the first thing that came to mind.
“Stay here, I’m calling the police,” He told Brian before heading back to their seat. He dug around in his bag until he found the phone his parents had gotten him in case of an emergency. He wasted no time as he dialled the three-digit number.
The Call
As soon as the operator answered the phone, Corey began explaining the situation. “I think my teacher has been poisoned. There’s something in her water and she’s falling around. She can’t speak.”
Corey had begun panicking. What if the police didn’t get there in time? He was terrified for her. The operator kept him calm as she got all the necessary information.
Sending Help
“We’re sending some officers and an ambulance, alright? Stay calm, help will be right there,” She told the boy. He thanked her before hanging up.
Joining Brian’s side, he helped his teacher in whatever way he could. One kid in their class had handed them her water bottle, and they were trying to get Mrs. Young to drink it.
Unfolding
Corey was a worried mess. He couldn’t believe what was unfolding before his eyes. When he first entered Mrs. Young’s class, everything seemed normal. Who could’ve done this to her?
It took about ten minutes before a bunch of adults came bursting through the door. Their principal had led police and paramedics to the classroom.
Step Away
The boys were asked to step away from their teacher as the paramedics got to work. They checked her vitals and tried to speak to her, but she was having trouble responding.
“Where is the water you told the operator about?” The principal asked Corey. They pointed at the bottle and he quickly grabbed it. But as he sniffed it, his eyebrows tucked firmly together.
Vodka
“Is this what I think it is?” He asked before handing the bottle over to an officer. The officer took a sniff, his eyes going wide as he stared down at the bottle. “It’s vodka, pure vodka,” He confirmed.
Corey was confused as he listened to the conversation. He knew what vodka was, but why on earth was his teacher drinking it at school?
Sent Home
Mrs. Young was drunk. She was sent home to sober up, and the next day, when she returned, she was forced to apologize to her students and their parents.
Corey sat by his furious parents as Mrs. Young stood before them, apologizing for what she had done. However the principal no longer felt comfortable having her around the children, and she was fired.
Congratulated
Corey and Brian were congratulated before the entire class for their bravery. They thought their teacher was in trouble, and they did everything in their power to help her.
The next day, they already had a new teacher in Mrs. Young’s place. She was far kinder and better at her job, and all the children loved her.