I got beat up during social studies, isn't that ironic.

    I didn't care about that class either. The teacher was afraid of half the students in the room anyway, he stuttered like a hyper dolphin.

    He left for one minute to grab an extra textbook.

    Some kid had commented that I was wearing shoes so big they made me look like a dwarf.

    "Bend over, I'll show you where it does fit." Was my reply.

    I missed part of lunch because I had to go to the principles office with three new bruise, one on my eye, on my collar bone, and the last on my knee. It hurt to walk.