This is about hell and a imagination of a teenage boy nightmares.

My name is Zack Gef. 2018 has already been a weird for me. Specially for my hero Stan Lee, who has a gotten into a lot of shit lately. I woke up thinking that school would be as it was normally, with friends, annoying teachers, and lunch. Though this my day started a bit off. The alarm was to 5:30 am, but the moment it was 7:15. I looked over with tried eyes at my phone thinking that it was nearly 6 am. So I got up and started running to the bathroom and took a shower. After nearly 15 minutes I reached over to my towel, even though I did not bring a towel. So I ran back to my room and quickly got dressed, grabbed my book bag and ran out the front door.

Now almost 8 o'clock the bell rang as soon as I got into the classroom. My teacher is not what you would call likable due to the reason that no one even likes him. Mr. Davis is gay, even though theirs nothing wrong with that. In almost the whole class has an F is totally frustrating because we do our work, but I guess he just misplaces them. As soon as I walked in I saw my friend