We are talking about a boy, I think it would go something like this:
I rushed to the window, I saw with my own two eyes as he crashed straight into the big oak tree. He was decapitated, his eyeballs were hanging out of his head. His head rolled over by the tire swing that we play on. A branch went right through his heart and blood was everywhere, just pouring down onto the grass. It was really gross. Then they cancelled school and I got to go home and play X-box, so it wasn't so bad.
There, instead of suspending him they'd have him in counseling.
LOL! Actually, they'd probably love it. The counselling would be reserved for the kids who wrote about the Rapture.
LOL yeah, that sounds like what a boy would write.