It was around end of the school year. You're teach had called out different students to talk about their grades and such, and for some reason, your teacher, Ms Johnson decides to take you into a different room to discuss your grades and whatever. You enter the room, it was an old classroom that hasn't been used in years. It was kind of a room to store random stuff inside. Oh...sweet dear child...she said as she appeared from one place to another, at least thats how it was to you.