at the end of 7th grade a boy punched me because I told on him because he was being very inappropriate to me, saying vulgar things and he pulled down my shirt in class to see my bra. me and the other girls in class went one by one to the dean.
he singled me out and attacked me. I went to stab him with my scissors and the teachers held me back. so he was able to get another hit in. and I was trying to fight back so the rest of the class pushed me out of the room.
imagine. I was one small kid, punched in the face and 20 plus other kids and 2 teachers felt the need to pull me away and not the boy. my mom was really chill. she conversed quite pleasantly with the boys father while he was in the background with his new sneakers and shit.
I dont think my dad even knows. if he does, he didnt care.
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Aléatoireif you know me irl, please do not read if you dont want your opinions of me to change, please do not read. I'm dead serious, do not. if you're gonna judge me, please do not read I'm actually fine if no one reads🤣 but aye, this is a SAFE SPACE, OKAY...
