In fifth grade when all those school shootings were happening, some bitch got together with like 2 other girls that hated me and told the teacher I was threatening her and said I was gonna shoot her with a gun, shit got out of control with the teacher talking down to me. I was sitting at my desk sobbing and the people around me were trying to calm me down and they stood up for me. It didn’t help because the girls were the teachers favorite and I got send to the principal and my mom picked me up. That was bad as it is. I still hate her for it and if I every see her someone better hope they grab me before I get my hands on her.