Cheez-It Story Everybody was in the cafeteria having a good time when all of a sudden everybody heard a scream. It was a very short and faint scream from way on the other side of the cafeteria. This was a scream somebody would give when they see a murder and give it all they have right before they were stabbed. This is of course just a metaphor, but that’s the only way I can describe this dreadful story to why Cheez-Its aren’t allowed in the cafeteria. When the horrid scream was belched everybody ran to the sight of which this was happening. Before I could get there Mr.Carter was already helping this poor kid out of the cafeteria. This was relieving because everybody including me thought that the scream being heard was being faded out of
death. If you looked closely you could see that as he was being carried out of the cafeteria, he was breathing. The faded part of the scream came from him passing out. After lunch was over everybody was expecting Mr.Carter to give an announcement to what exactly happened but that never happened. Some kids that were at the table said that all they saw was something flying through the air and the kid fell to the ground, gave a loud scream, and slowly passed out. That was all the information that anybody had gotten. It is awful that it happened on this particular day, because this is the day the cameras were being replaced so nothing was caught on camera. The next day the kid came back with a huge eye-patch over his right eye. He said that he turned around and felt something very small and sharp go straight into his eye. He started panicking and the more he panicked the more the small jagged thing broke down and made more things to cut the insides of his eye socket. The last thing he knew he was passed out in the middle of the cafeteria floor. Later that day he was called to the nurse. When he came back he showed us that what was inside of his eye was a small Cheez-It that was getting broken down when he moved because it was wedged between his eye socket and his eyeball. The next day another kid came clean to throwing the Cheez-It. He said that he felt so bad for the injury that had occurred That he couldn’t hold it in anymore. When lunch came around Mr.Carter announced that Cheez-Its were no longer allowed in the cafeteria. That’s how Cheez-Its got banned from the cafeteria!!!! .
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