Bacteria
Me in class: *makes a weird quiet screaming noise in my throat*
Kid in front of me: *turns around* Are you okay?
Me: The bacteria on my skin is having a war. Every ten minutes, they have decided to stop fighting and scream for a minute straight. That was decided by their societal leader. *gestures at myself* Sometimes its loud enough to be audible.
Kid in front of me: *stares at me in fear and confusion before turning around*
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