We shall call this "Old Cunt" by Meagan Stuck(:

"OLD CUNT!" Meghan screamed at her teacher. "You're a total bitch and all you can do is critisize other people. FUCK YOU! You aren't perfect!"
She gritted her teeth and her eyes turned to slits. Her teacher appaeared frail. Her mouth agape.
Susana stood up beside her.
"Yeah. Jesus, you're such a fucking insigator. Go die. Please?" her hands flauntedly on her hips.
Randy stood up too.
"I'm so sick of your shit! You're so old! Just fucking retired already!" he fumed.
The teacher appeared stunned after child after student stood up and released their anger on undying hatred. They all stod together in a sea of their black and grey uniforms.
They all appaered to form a ring around her and seemed to close in.
Soon she was nothing but a heap on the floor. The children swung, kicked, scratched, and punched.
The blood spattered all over the floor and the white cinderblock walls.
She cried out for help.
They laughed.
"Should have kept your mouth shut. Old bitch!" Megan shouted coldly.
She died that day- at the will of her sixth period English class.