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Our favorite teacher's husband died and the class clown decided to mock his death in front of her. She walked into class and started sobbing on her table. Jerry died last night. My heart sank because she'd brought Jerry in every Friday to tell us war stories. I looked around and every kid was almost crying, except the class clown. He was smirking ear to ear. He'd hated Ms. Lindsay ever since he tried pushing her. But she stepped aside and he fell into the bin so the whole class laughed at him. I know I should be home, but you guys always make me laugh and maybe it can keep my mind off Jerry. One by one, every kid gave Ms. Lindsay a group hug and promised her we'd do anything to help. But the next day while she was crying, the door opened and class clown strutted in, wearing a military costume and a fake mustache like the one her husband had. I'm Jerry and this is me. He dropped to the floor in front of her, pretending to be dead. We all gasped in horror and Ms. Lindsay immediately ran for the door crying. But the second she reached it, she screamed and dropped to her knees, sobbing into her hands. Outside were framed photos of her husband around a candle. Every photo scribbled on with Sharpie. Buck teeth. I'm dead. Written down. A fart coming from Jerry's head. The class clown got up laughing. Tada, he stood over her as she sobbed. I'm only joking Ms. It's not that serious. But all of us were already standing with our fists clenched. Oh hell no. He threw his hands up as we walked towards him. Come on, I just wanted to make everyone laugh. My eyes were red as I grabbed his collar. Oh you want to laugh? Okay then. We ripped the costume off him and stuffed him into the trash bin while a few kids went to check on Ms. Lindsay. I grabbed a marker and drew on his forehead while he thrashed. This isn't funny. That's when Ms. Lindsay looked up from the floor and suddenly her tears were replaced by laughing. She wiped her eyes. This is why you're my favorite class. While the class clown thrashed, she picked one of Jerry's photos up off the floor and set it on her desk facing the bin. Now my husband can laugh at you too. He never made fun of Mr. Lindsay again.