Mrs. Weinland - The Evil Within. Chapter 4
I had not yet known whether or not Mrs. Weinland had seen my comrades. . I had telepathically said in our tongue, "Iyay illway allcay orfay ouyay henway Iyay eednay elphay." They nodded in recognition.
I signaled them to hide from view. Chris and Aaron scurried to the cubby holes for the tuba cases, while Gary and Cole took flight to the practice rooms in the back
Mrs. Weinland still had not recovered from her last ordeal with Gary, so I know it was safe to move in. I moved in slowly.
"You did this. It was you, wasn't it," she said. "How could you do this? I have taught you. I have been your director at the beginning of your path to becoming a great musician."
"No, you have done sheiza. You comment me on how horrible I play, and don't make advice to correct it. I believe I play exceptional with my peers. It is you. You are the one who needs the advice and help with peers. You need to be taught a lesson of obedience. It is you who needs to be taught how to teach."
She got up, but rather slowly. She whistled. It was very horrid, but it would not slow me down. Not rid me of my intentions. My goal. I would keep walking. She stopped the noise, and who else were to come out, but Mr. Jones...
"Omecay outyay ownay! Iyay eednay ouryay elphay! Isthay isyay ayay unyay- airfay ightfay! Ifyay eythay antway otay ayplay isthay ayway, anthay eway allshay ayplay," I shouted the signal to my companions.
I had not yet known whether or not Mrs. Weinland had seen my comrades. . I had telepathically said in our tongue, "Iyay illway allcay orfay ouyay henway Iyay eednay elphay." They nodded in recognition.
I signaled them to hide from view. Chris and Aaron scurried to the cubby holes for the tuba cases, while Gary and Cole took flight to the practice rooms in the back
Mrs. Weinland still had not recovered from her last ordeal with Gary, so I know it was safe to move in. I moved in slowly.
"You did this. It was you, wasn't it," she said. "How could you do this? I have taught you. I have been your director at the beginning of your path to becoming a great musician."
"No, you have done sheiza. You comment me on how horrible I play, and don't make advice to correct it. I believe I play exceptional with my peers. It is you. You are the one who needs the advice and help with peers. You need to be taught a lesson of obedience. It is you who needs to be taught how to teach."
She got up, but rather slowly. She whistled. It was very horrid, but it would not slow me down. Not rid me of my intentions. My goal. I would keep walking. She stopped the noise, and who else were to come out, but Mr. Jones...
"Omecay outyay ownay! Iyay eednay ouryay elphay! Isthay isyay ayay unyay- airfay ightfay! Ifyay eythay antway otay ayplay isthay ayway, anthay eway allshay ayplay," I shouted the signal to my companions.