It was a cold, rainy day in December. There was less than a week until we got out of school for winter break. Usually my teachers don’t give us work before a break, but my bastard of a History teacher decided he’d assign us a 2000-word report due the day before we got out. I knew I wasn’t going to be there then; I was going up to the mountains in North Carolina to spend Christmas and New Years’ in Lenoir with some old friends I hadn’t seen since I moved. So, in other words, I had to turn in the report a few days prior, as in that day. So, deciding I’d get started, I found a book I…