Leo tried to pull away, but his feet felt rooted to the floor. The flashlight on his phone clicked on automatically, but the beam didn't hit the hallway. It hit a cramped, underground room filled with shelves of jars.
"This is the Archive of Lost Manners," Grimley said, appearing in the light. He held a small, empty jar with Leo’s name etched into the glass. "Since you don't use your 'please' or 'thank you,' and your tongue only knows how to sting... I think I’ll keep it." Leo tried to pull away, but his feet
He pointed to the industrial trash compactor. "This is the Archive of Lost Manners," Grimley
But when Tiffany started at Oakwood Academy, she quickly realized that she wasn't the center of attention anymore. In fact, many of her classmates and teachers found her insufferable. That was until she met Mr. Thompson, the janitor who seemed to appear out of nowhere, always lurking in the shadows, and watching her with an unnerving intensity. I think I’ll keep it