My Teacher Cracked The Shark Tank 😱 #3danimation #animationart #digitalart #hisytstory #creativecontent animationtrends creatorsearchinsig hts

We were on a field trip to the Aquarium when my teacher banged her clipboard on the shark tank behind her to make us listen. A crack shot across the glass right next to my nose, but she didn't even notice and kept reading the field trip rules. Then a drop of water rolled out of the crack and down the glass. My stomach sank because if that glass broke, every shark in that tank would come crashing down on my whole class. So I slapped my hand over the crack, but my teacher spun around and screamed at the top of her lungs. Hands off the glass! My hand started shaking because I was the only thing holding that water back. Mrs. Dunn, the tank is cracking, but she rolled her eyes and peeled my hand off with a smirk. That is military grade bulletproof glass. It does not crack. So I pressed my back against the crack and cold water soaked into my backpack. But she just grabbed my backpack and dragged me toward the door. That's when a loud pop came from behind us, and I whipped around as one crack turned into two. So I twisted out of my backpack and sprinted back with my heart pounding, shoving my classmates away from the glass. Move! It's gonna break! But she stomped back to the tank, blew her whistle, and pointed at the floor. Everyone sit. Nobody leaves until he apologizes. My classmates groaned and sat right under the glass. And behind them, the shark started circling the crack. My face burned, but I'd rather look stupid than watch them get crushed. So I opened my mouth to apologize again. But before I could say a word, a jet of water blasted out of the crack and knocked the clipboard out of my teacher's hand. She finally turned around, saw the crack, and froze completely. So I grabbed her wrists, and slammed both her hands flat over the crack, and the spray stopped dead. Everybody run. My whole class scrambled up and poured out the door. She was stuck with her nose pressed against the glass, and a shark staring her in the face screaming, "Please, do not leave me. I slapped the alarm by the door and smiled back at her." Relax Mrs. Dunn. It's military grade. But whatever you do, keep your hands on the glass.