Childss' MOLESTATION
Well,
yesterday I stayed at school until 10 that is p.m. We decorated the lobby for spirit week, goo class of 06. I must say that day will haunt my dreams forever. I was molested by the freaking Juniors who upon hearing my chant as I walked down therir hall attacked me. It was a joke really. I will set the record straight so that rumors can be avoided as to the actual sequence of events leading up to the tragic painful experience. As i sit here now the metaphorical scars I have are still fresh and sore.
I went to see what the other classes hallways looked like. On my way back I had to pass back through the Junior hall. I took up a chant as I made my way through the pink haze that assaulted your eyes. Like some demented valenntines dance in hell.
j-j-u-n-j-u-n-i-o-r-s Juniors suck the verys best. Well one Junior got a little to mad and assaulted me. I tried to restrain her wrist so she'd stop hitting me. Well that didn't work. I did manage to get a firm hold of her from behind. But that didn't last lONG. As I was taking her from behind, Dan Leonard, who shall burn in hell along with his brother, came up and tried to pry me off her. WELL MORE JUNIORS JOINED IN AND fell upon me LIKE THE Barvarians that they are. 16 on one is not a fair fight, I don't think. Any way the mob mentallity set in and they got my feet together with duct tape while some one held my arms behind my back. Two seniors stood of watching, cheering them on. That is why Brian Leonard can burn in hell. So they started on my wrists when Catherine, a Senior came running up about the time they were duct taping my mouth screaming to let me go. Dan E came running up and tackled the kid holding me down. Then catherine helped get the tape of my wrists. I sTOOD UP, FEET STILL BOUND AND HOPPED OUT OF THAT PINK HELL HOLE. Popping several of their balloons in the process of getting to safety. That is a true account of what actually happened. I have to go now, so, until next time. . . . . .
PE@CE,
iAN
yesterday I stayed at school until 10 that is p.m. We decorated the lobby for spirit week, goo class of 06. I must say that day will haunt my dreams forever. I was molested by the freaking Juniors who upon hearing my chant as I walked down therir hall attacked me. It was a joke really. I will set the record straight so that rumors can be avoided as to the actual sequence of events leading up to the tragic painful experience. As i sit here now the metaphorical scars I have are still fresh and sore.
I went to see what the other classes hallways looked like. On my way back I had to pass back through the Junior hall. I took up a chant as I made my way through the pink haze that assaulted your eyes. Like some demented valenntines dance in hell.
j-j-u-n-j-u-n-i-o-r-s Juniors suck the verys best. Well one Junior got a little to mad and assaulted me. I tried to restrain her wrist so she'd stop hitting me. Well that didn't work. I did manage to get a firm hold of her from behind. But that didn't last lONG. As I was taking her from behind, Dan Leonard, who shall burn in hell along with his brother, came up and tried to pry me off her. WELL MORE JUNIORS JOINED IN AND fell upon me LIKE THE Barvarians that they are. 16 on one is not a fair fight, I don't think. Any way the mob mentallity set in and they got my feet together with duct tape while some one held my arms behind my back. Two seniors stood of watching, cheering them on. That is why Brian Leonard can burn in hell. So they started on my wrists when Catherine, a Senior came running up about the time they were duct taping my mouth screaming to let me go. Dan E came running up and tackled the kid holding me down. Then catherine helped get the tape of my wrists. I sTOOD UP, FEET STILL BOUND AND HOPPED OUT OF THAT PINK HELL HOLE. Popping several of their balloons in the process of getting to safety. That is a true account of what actually happened. I have to go now, so, until next time. . . . . .
PE@CE,
iAN