Welcome to story time, kiddes! Welcome and sit down, I wish to share my story about my pent up rage, fun, huh? *laughs manically*
So.
*que harp sound and warbling screen flashback thing*
I was in Grade 2, and I had a bully, who's name we won't mention, and he had been treating me and people I really cared about like total shit.
So, one fateful day, he stepped a little too far and all that rage overtook me.
I jumped on him like the fucking ninja I am, and he fell to the ground.
He was face up and I punched him until his nose was bleeding and he had a few bruises and a busted lip.
He was crying the whole time and pushed me off.
He ran into the toilets and I roared like a majestic fucking lion and bolted after him.
He only just made it into a cubicle. He kept trying to close it but, due to rage, I was stronger.
I shoved the door so fucking hard, that, even if you don't wanna believe it, it still happened, that I broke his kneecap.
I had slammed it the space between the concrete wall and a wooden door.
He pushed with his other leg, or tried to, while I kept slamming the door with strength I didn't even know I had, into his knee.
His screams becoming louder.
3 teachers had to drag me out, keep in mind they were all fully grown males, and @PandaHS.
With their combined effort, they held me back.
While that piece of shit was taken, screams and all, away from me.
When he was being carried out of the toilets, I saw him, and had the teachers not been there, I would have killed him.
But only twice!
So it's fine XD
Anyway, he didn't come back to school for a term and from then on he's been terrified of me.
The moral of this story is not to piss me off, otherwise I'll turn into a brutal as fuck ninja lion in the form of an innocent grade 2 and brutally mutilate your knees
See you in the principles office where my suspension was contemplated,
-Jack
