Short Horror Stories

I'm a highschool teacher at a University and I really hate failing my students. But there's this one kid in class that barely even come to school and who always arrive late when she did. Now, few days before the card release, I called her and decided to prompt her about her grades beforehand, I said I'll talk to her parents after the card giving. But, surprisingly she's trying to make up to it. During the 3 days before the card release, she always scrubs the floor before and after class. I guess people does change. She waxes it and scrubs it especially in my platform. I guess she's trying to get in my good side. Well if she did keep this up, I might just raise her good values and maybe her grades might went up. The class was about to start and I was heading to my chair when I suddenly slip. My head bumped on the floor ans my vision blurred. My platform had never been this slippery before. I eyed my students before blacking out and then I saw her, she was grinning.