I’ll start.
It wasn’t anything bad but I was in third grade. A kid sat behind me in PE and pulled on my braids. My natural response? Turn around and bite his arm as hard as I possibly could. Did i draw blood? Maybe. Did he stop? Yes. I also called him the worst thing I could think of: a stupid loser with no friends whom everyone secretly hates
Yeah..I’ve gotten better at coming up with things since then.
Parents never found out though, hehe. Now y’all know my secret.
It wasn’t anything bad but I was in third grade. A kid sat behind me in PE and pulled on my braids. My natural response? Turn around and bite his arm as hard as I possibly could. Did i draw blood? Maybe. Did he stop? Yes. I also called him the worst thing I could think of: a stupid loser with no friends whom everyone secretly hates
Yeah..I’ve gotten better at coming up with things since then.
Parents never found out though, hehe. Now y’all know my secret.
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