A Tragic Accident with Black Magic

In first grade, our teacher had a black gerbil called Black Magic. Our class would

take it out of its cage, pet it, play with it, you get they idea.

On one occasion, the gerbil was running around on the floor, and all the kids were laughing and

screaming. I was a hyper little bastard. (I believed I was diagnosed with ADD/ADHD

when I was in 3rd grade) so I went running after this fuzzy black gerbil trying to catch

it while practically dancing. He was running under a row of desks and suddenly turned

left. Right underneath my dancing shoe. Of course, I immediately pulled

my foot away as soon as I perceived what was happening. So I didn't stomp on him with my full