Alright its my turn to tell a story, so this was back when I was in 3rd grade and I was a more active child than the current 8th grade me. I was in my science class and there was this big head ass kid that was always talking shit for no reason to everybody. He had like a cut on his lip so people thought he was cool but I couldn’t see it, but today was the day I finally shut his ass up forever. So I was just doing my work after failing to get some bitches in class for the 50th time and this mf was talking shit while I was right in front of him. I dont know WHAT got into me but I told him straight up, “Dude. If you keep talking like that to me, I’m going to hit you.” Obviously I didn’t curse cause I was a little goodie two shoes back then, so I didn’t say anything rash. But when I said this apparently the threatening approach was a terrible choice cause he continued to bs me and I just snapped like a twig. I literally stood up in my desk, got onto the desk, then I proceeded to grab my pencil and chase after this dude cause he started running as soon as I stood up. I was literally aiming to kill this dickhead and I chased him out of the classroom. I eventually was dragged back into the class by my great teachers who was just doing their jobs but I was on demon timing and I could not let this bozo go. But I calmed down and I went to my desk and sat there, apparently my parents weren’t going to be called which is surprising for me to my teachers. The kid came back in and I just got back to my work, but there was something wrong. He was SMILING, I knew something was off and that’s when I saw it…my eraser that I had was stabbed and ripped apart. Then he STILL proceeded to talk shit to me in my face and silently laughed just so the teachers couldn’t hear him. This is where I had had enough… I yelled out “SHUT UP” and flipped my desk over, it was light so it wouldn’t be hard to flip it over. This backrooms entity 1445 head ass mofo tried to run again but I snatched him by his shirt and I turned him around. I let out the meanest yell and I knocked the SHIT out of this dude. He fell to the ground crying and I can still remember his face bleeding and that’s when I was pulled away and I looked at him. I smiled as I captured this dudes soul and left the class to go top detention, still my parents weren’t called so I got away with it for a few weeks. Then the teachers randomly decided to finally call my parents but they called my dad which was the black Air Force of the family and all he did was tell me not to defend myself against someone until I told the teacher and they still decided to mess with me. From that day on this guy never spoke to me and I was moved to a different class.