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Class Conflict

She shook so much that her desk wobbled while she clutched her hands tightly to each other.

She saw them everywhere: with their bellies full o’ variously colored words & #s—their ints, bools, & doubles, or their publics, privates, protected, & even their statics & virtuals.

“Your panicking’s just paranoia,” the student next to her said as he pushed up his glasses. “Now, I don’t see any class anywhere. I just see stuff.”

From ‘hind a class rushed toward him with its yawning braces teeth & crunched him in its maw, breaking his body down into nutrients in its destructor.

Unfortunately, someone forgot to tell the destructor that that kid wasn’t a true kid. He was only the pointer to a true kid.

The destructor forgot to delete the kid.

Now his memory haunts the world forever.

Originally Created:

2014 December 1

Prompt:

Class, clutch, withdrawal

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