Darnelle Edwards

One day when I was in the 7th grade I was sitting down paying attention and talking to my friends in class, in room number 342. It was Ms. Simon’s room. Then when I say one thing stupid about the question that I got wrong this person I don’t even like started to come out his mouth (which means saying something bad). Then I told him to repeat himself, and he did so then the teacher told me to sit down and I left it alone. Then like 10 minutes later when class was over I walked out the classroom and he came right by me and pushed me and I didn’t like it so then I asked him “what is your problem?” he replied “nothing I just don’t like you!”. Then I said “alright leave it at that” and I walked away. As soon as I walked away he grabbed my shoulder, turnt me around and punched me in my face. I was mad. I thought to myself “what would be the consequences for my actions?”, there was a lot. So I stopped, then the teacher came by ask “what is going on here?!”, I said “nothing”. This was a good choice. After that I went to my locker and waited for my bus. When the next day came I saw him again. I didn’t even paid any attention to him and I kept on walking while he kept on staring at me. Then I just went on my school day.