Every smile seemed dangerous with pointed teeth and bleeding gums. And with dark beady eyes and breath that could choke a mule, no one ever talked to the boy with razor-sharp teeth. His deformity was so evident his name became “The Boy With The Razor-Sharp Teeth.” Even Ms. Adams addressed him as such ever since the morning he first arrived during show and tell. Jimmy Wilson had just finished showing off his new wooden rubber band gun by flipping Jackie in the rear. Ms. Adams jerked the gun away from him as The Boy With the Razor-Sharp Teeth entered. I looked in the doorway and there was the hideous smile. Susie and Jenny screamed, Ms. Adams gasped, holding her chest. Jimmy Wilson looked up, shouted “What the F — ” before his jaw dropped.
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