The Last Class, A really short story.  

Posted by M. Haji Bigman

I walked in the door. It was the last class, the final class. I emailed my project. Good, that's over. Dr. Parent is in the front, and he posted a sick video. I watch, I laugh, I cry.

I thought he was going to get Ben Peek. It was a pizza. Sweet.

Good plates. They were animal faces. We talked about them. It wasn't a red panda, it was a fox. In case you were wondering. I was one of the last to finish the course evaluation. Nice.

See you in the digital future. Future you.

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