This happened in eighth grade.

I had gone into the classroom to get something during break and while I was inside the boys in my class decided to lock me in there.

So they slammed the door and held it shut.

No one else was in the room.

Luckily, the door had no lock, so I crouched down so they couldn't see me through the small window at the top, slowly turned the handle, and shoved myself against it as hard as I could.

It didn't open with the first shove, but on the second it did and I escaped. Then I laughed at them.

The boys had set the scrawniest one out of them to guard the door. Dumb boys.

It was too easy.

What, did they think I was weak or something?