Don’t lose your head, that was the first thing they taught you at school. Being a stone goth meant you needed your head.
Technically he had not lost his head, it had taken umbridge and stormed off.
Anthgoth had spent all morning stomping around the Moors trying to locate his head. Sadly the truth is, it is rather difficult (infact it’s impossible) you see, or rather you don’t, as you have no eyes, you can’t speak or hear either because you have lost your head.
Anthgoth was not alone on the Moors , there were at least ten other students from his year wondering around in the same condition. Headless.
No one could of predicted this anarchy! Who’d of thought that heads would roll away demanding equal rights to their bodies!
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