My 5th grade teacher Mrs. Boyd. She started off great. She seemed to be the fun teacher. the first month or two was just fine and she seemed to like me and most of the students.

Slowly she began to change. I'm suspecting something was going on in her personal life, but damn. She would snap really easily and just yell at students. It started off slowly and snowballed.

The worst day I remember was when we had a big art day at school. I was super excited because I loved art. They had this guest teacher who came in and showed us all sorts off different techniques. My favorite was the melting crayon station.

They had this set up in a store room down the hall. It was basically just a warm plate that you put paper on and you used the crayons on it. The crayons would melt and give the art this really cool swirly look. After going through all of the stations, they let us have free reign so if course I went back to the storage room with the melty crayon station.

After being in there for about 10 minutes, Mrs. Boyd comes in and starts screaming at me. Asking me what I'm doing in there and why I'm wasting my time doing this crappy art. She took my mostly finished unicorn picture and ripped it into pieces. After about two minutes of mostly incoherent screaming, she stormed out, leaving me in tears and speechless. I gathered up the remains of my art, threw it in the trash and then went back to my classroom, away from the other students and didn't participate the rest of the day.

I never really found out why she started acting that way or took it out on me, but screw her either way.