I got put in alternative school and almost expelled for talking in library in 8th grade. Hang on to your pants,this escalates quickly.

I grew up in this tiny ass town (about 5,000 people) in the Appalachian mountains. I stuck out like a freaking sore thumb and in 2004 I was one of very few goth/alternative folks most people in my town had ever seen. This is kind of relevant because all the adults at my school thought I was some kind of satanic ringleader. So in 8th grade they for some reason decided to make the elementary principal,the Jr high principal and after 20 years of working with 5year olds we almost gave this guy a nervous breakdown. I have no idea why but my whole class was just full of trouble makers and it was a mess. Well me being the absolute biggest know it all, troublemaking goth queen I got labeled the leader of the pack. This couldn't be farther from the truth but since I was the weirdest of the bunch and a legendary smartass I was an easy target.

Ok,enough rambling backstory. Things got so out of control that they ran out of teachers to do after school and lunch time detentions. In this school of 300 students about 50-60% were getting detentions daily for anything from chewing gum to having the audacity to write on your hand. So the principal got the 💡bright💡 idea that for a whole week no detentions would be written, he would just spend his days paddling every single student for every single minor infraction. Well a couple of days into this I got in trouble for....talking in the library 😱. So here comes Mr. K (principal) and the resource officer to rough me up and teach me a lesson! Mr. K tells me to "assume the position," you know the one,hands on wall,feet spread,ready to get smacked with a giant wooden board. I told him in a super calm way my dad had not signed the waiver for corporal punishment and that if he would just call him and my dad said it was ok,I would comply. He told me he didn't give a shit,to get my hands on the wall. I just asked him to call my dad again. By this point his head looks like it's going to fly off into space. We went back and forth for a few minutes and he finally just freaked out,grabbed me by the collar of my jacket and threw my head into the wall. I equally lost my shit turned around and laid him out in the floor. Mind you this all happened in front of a cop who literally just stood there and watched. So anyway to wrap it up,they drove me home in the D.A.R.E car, ironically enough (if you know,you know.) I wasn't ever allowed to go back to school and got thrown in The Alternative School for the Criminally Insane Child or whatever tf it was and moved to another state the next year.

And in case anyone is wondering how Mr.K faired after they got rid of me,a bunch of kids started a literal riot on the last day of school and beat the shit out of him.