When i was in second grade me and another kid were having a fight, he was a wanna be bully who would smash toy cars outside, and we were throwing insults at each other, i had to think of one fast, so because his name was Nick, I said "You nicker" not knowing that the word monday even existed. everyone was shocked, i was crying because i had no clue that word even existed and would never know for two more years, in the principals office the other kid was acting snotty as if he was some type of knight for taking me there and i was sent back to class with a warning, It was horrible.
Later on in 4th grade we were forced to take Latin for that year, the teacher pretty much as quick to assume what happened if something did, so on the first day of class someone threw a paper plane across the room and i went to pick it up because it hit me and fell on the floor, the teacher saw me and yelled at me from a few inches away from my face and gave me a slip. He was fired the same year.
In 7th grade we had a gay kid in our class and he pretty much refused to do everything and pretty much never showed up for school.
8th grade was the worst at this point because all the kids were obnoxious and pretty much were whiny, well the class i was with was anyway. My class had two of my friends in it, i'm pretty shy and have some social anxiety, and they pretty much had the laugh if i fell asleep in class because i didn't get much sleep and the teacher yelled at me which was like twice, got a question wrong which was almost never because i never answered any out of fear if being laughed at for getting it wrong, or just doing something dumb.
now i'm going into high school next week so i will most likely have something from that.
