I was sitting in the back of the class, daydreaming my usual daydream, when suddenly this noise exploded at me:
What the fuck was that, I thought as fear and panic began to creep in. It was a laughter unlike any I have ever heard of. I sat up straight and quickly scanned the room like a frightened squirrel, wondering whether or not he had left the stove on. I didn’t need to look far to locate the source, however, for it was sitting right in front me, a twenty something year-old woman whose head was still thrown back and hair dangling from side to side. Jesus, of course, I thought. That’s how I would have pictured her laughter. As I began to calm a little, I slid back down into my chair and continued my daydream and wondered whether or not I had left the stove on.