The first time I cried, I literally cried, I sat in the classroom and cried, I was so scarred I couldn't move from my chair, the teacher didn't see me so she left me in the classroom by myself, it wasn't until the detention supervisor came looking for me that they figured out where I was, And instead of being understanding and calming down a crying, borderline panic attack child, I got in more trouble for being in a classroom by myself and "Skipping" detention and when she told me to move I physically could not I was that terrified, and again she started yelling at me because I wasn't moving, then she grabbed my arm and forced me out of the classroom, finally my actual teacher who knew me who I knew and wasn't terrified showed up and I don't know how but she took control of the situation the detention supervisor left me alone, in the end we compromised instead of detention I would have to write a letter apologizing to every one involved including the mean lady who pushed me into a flipping panic attack. This was like…. 2nd 3rd grade. in 5th grade I ended up hanging out in the detention room during lunch and play time any way because I was a book worm (It was also with a different teacher whom I was friends with).
That's terrible! You poor thing.
