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Mr. KESSLER’S PUPPET ACT
I hated Mr. Kessler’s sock puppet. Did he think he was clever? Did he think we were babies, that somehow what he made the puppet say made an impression on us? I think he used the puppet when he wanted to demean somebody. Like the day when, hunting in my purse for a pen with ink in it, I came across a little bag of M&Ms. Mr. Kessler stuck the ridiculous sock puppet in my face and made it say “I hope you brought enough for everyone.” It wouldn’t be so bad if he was good at it but his mouth moved and the puppet voice wasn’t always the same. We all hated that lame, stupid puppet act of his. But yesterday something happened. I’ll tell you, but if you tell anybody I will say you made it up. I had to go back to the classroom because I forgot my protractor. Mr. Kessler wasn’t there, but that sock puppet was on his desk. I don’t know why I did it, but I just had enough of him and his sock puppet. I picked it up along with his stapler and tacked it up on the bulletin board. I was turning to leave and I heard it -- the sock puppet said “I’m going to tell Kessler who did this to me.” Well I took off running and now I wonder. Did I imagine it? I’ll find out when I go to class tomorrow. 244 words
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