After Josephine went back.

In the evening, she found her cousin and poured out her grievances, crying uncontrollably, saying that the principal had bullied her.

She lightly mentioned the reasons, focusing on the unfair treatment she had received and how much effort she had put into it.

My cousin was so angry that she went to see her supervisor the next day. Well, she was directly scolded from head to toe and almost lost her job...

Then she realized the seriousness of the situation, her cousin had actually not been honest with her!

So when Josephine called to ask for the result, she was instead scolded by her cousin, who even threatened to end their relationship.

Josephine felt as if a bolt from the blue had struck him.

What happened here!

How did such a small matter escalate to such an extent that she lost her job?

It must be Susie... Yes, it must be her!

Josephine immediately called the Murray family.

As soon as Alana heard it was Josephine's voice, she hung up the phone without saying a word.

Josephine was unwilling. As the class teacher, at the beginning of the school year, every student would fill in their home address, and she knew where Susie lived.

They went straight to the door, but before they could even see who opened it, a shadow came rushing towards them, accompanied by the words "Get out of here." And then she flew away.

Couldn't even enter the door...

Josephine left the community in a disheveled state, walking angrily on the road, repeatedly pondering how things had come to this point today...

As I was thinking, the gloomy sky suddenly rumbled, and the sound of thunder echoed, with dark clouds looming over the city, indicating that it was about to rain.

Pedestrians hurriedly walked on the road, but Josephine, with a limp, walked without any mood...

Boom - swoosh!

A lightning suddenly struck the small tree not far in front of her!

Josephine was startled. She was too close, and the lightning made the hairs on her arms stand on end.

She instinctively looked up at the sky, and immediately her pupils contracted as another small bolt of lightning struck down. It scared her so much that she didn't even have time to worry about her toenails, and she ran away as fast as she could.

Rumble!

A small lightning struck on Josephine's head, giving her a messy hairstyle like a bird's nest.

Fortunately, she wasn't turned into charcoal, but it scared her to the point of losing her three souls and six spirits.

The unlucky ghost had long been hiding under the eaves of the building, repeatedly saying, "It's not me, it really wasn't me this time!"

It turns out that all the misfortunes that Josephine had before were naturally caused by the unlucky ghost.

The fickle ghost said, "Alright, alright, I know it wasn't you who did it, you don't have the power to make lightning strike down!"

The unlucky ghost: "..."

It was not Susie who did it, Susie had already gone to school long ago.

The ghosts looked up at the sky and, at that moment, a unanimous thought emerged from the depths of their hearts: "There is a divine presence three feet above."

After Josephine returned home, the wound on her head, which had been struck by lightning, could not be healed no matter what, and it developed into a sore.

As for the foot... because of the broken toenail on that foot, the wound kept getting infected and oozing pus due to various reasons.

In an instant, she thought of the oath she made with the principal - being bitten by dogs, hit by cars, struck by lightning... with sores on her head and pus flowing from her feet.

All of them came true!

That's it. Every night she would always see things in the house mysteriously moving. At first, she thought it was just her own nerves playing tricks on her, until one night she half-awake heard someone knocking on her bedroom door, instinctively she got up and opened the door to see...

A female ghost dressed in a red wedding gown stood outside the door.

"Ah!"

Is this what they call having a clear conscience and not being afraid of ghosts knocking on the door at midnight?

Anyway, from then on, Josephine was completely scared and shrank back. She had originally wanted to make a scene with a few parents, but now she didn't dare to say a word and didn't even go to find those parents to help her "testify". Whenever someone approached her, she would avoid them from a distance...

***

The first grade (1) class got a new homeroom teacher. The previous homeroom teacher, Josephine, was fired and no student's parents knew where he went afterwards.

Just those few radical parents who have the habit of giving gifts and swearing to make their children win at the starting line occasionally gather in small groups to discuss why Josephine was fired.

A parent said, "Could it be because of the gifts we gave..."

Pablo's Mom: "No, we were very secretive about it and we protected Josephine very well. Before going, I repeatedly confirmed how many times we had let out information."

Everyone thinks about it, it was either delivered to their own homes or found delivered to their doorstep.

Who had the ability to spy on their house like that?

Even if they were seen on the road, who could be sure that they were going to give a gift to Josephine?

Suddenly, a parent said, "That's the reason... I am acquainted with another teacher, and she showed me the disciplinary documents of Josephine."

The parents in the small group fell silent immediately.

Originally, everything was fine. Last semester, with our joint efforts, our Class 1 (1) became so good! We ranked first in all school rankings, and there were no issues seen.

Yes, this new classmate took a year off and came back, and suddenly something happened.

"They are just troublemakers! I dare say that the resignation of Josephine is definitely related to their family's report, they must have reported it."

What was bothering her, really.

Everyone was a little unhappy, accustomed to their own children receiving attention and care from the teacher everywhere, and the child's grades have always been at the top.

Now that Josephine has left, it means their children will also become like other children, without any special care. How can this be acceptable?

I spent so much money and gifts, but it was all in vain. The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more I have grievances against Susie and her parents.