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Just out of curiosity, what has been the scariest thing you've had happen at school, if anything has happened at all? I know this is kind of random...but I just watched a freakish movie and it kind of made me curious.
My scariest moment at school had to have happened about 2-3 years ago...although it kind of lasted more than just a moment. More like a few weeks.
I was on my way to a pep-rally when I felt someone running their hand through my hair. I thought it was just one of my friends, so I turned around to talk to them, but there was no one there. So I was just like "Ok..." figured it was just someone being a bone-head and kept going. Well, who ever it was started doing it again, but I just kind of figured that if I ignored them they'd get tired of it and go away. They didn't.
Who ever it was followed me all the way to the gym, until we were in sight of the teachers and then he left me alone. By the time I got there I was kind of freaked out. I didn't know who that person was, why they were following me and I really just wanted to be left alone. But I kind of found comfort in the fact that the gym was crowded. I could go sit somewhere in stands and chances are they wouldn't really be able to find me again.
So I did and then after the pep rally was over I started to go back to class. I didn't think anything would happen again...because I honestly figured that who ever it was would realize how stupid it would look and leave me alone. I mean, really! How would it look to other people, some fruit-cake following someone around (who probably looks completely freaked by then) while running their greasy, germ infested hand through their hair?!
But nope! He did it again and when he did I couldn't just ignore it like last time, so I took off and tried to get to my class as quickly as I could. When I got there, people were all like 'What's the matter?' and I lied and said "Oh, nothing. I'm just tired." Because...I didn't know anything about the freak that had followed me. And the only thing I knew about his looks was that he had semi-long (not really long, but kind of like those band guys. I don't really know how to explain it.) dirty blond hair. And that description could have fit ANYONE. So I figured that no one could do anything about it, even if I told them what happened. I kind of regret that now.
A few days later I was in the cafeteria, talking to one of my friends. Out of NO WHERE, the guy came and started running his hand not only through my hair, but also DOWN THE SIDE OF MY FACE.
Again, I never got a good look at him, because I left immediately and started towards the opposite side of the cafeteria. My friend followed close behind and was like "What in the world was that?! Who is he?!" And I was just like "I dunno, but he's been following me around and I don't know who he is and I don't know what to do!"
It went on like that for a few weeks, until the semester ended. He'd even follow me outside and like...watch as I was waiting for my mom to pick me up. And I know I should have told an adult and gotten them to do something about it, but I had honestly never seen this guy before in my life. I didn't know his name or what grade he was in and the physical description I could have given honestly could have fit thousands of guys. And I did tell my mom...but she was just like "Well, maybe he just likes you."
But if he did, then who in the world was he?! Was he my age? Younger? Older? And even if he did, what on earth invaded his mind to cause him to think it was ok to follow me around and TOUCH ME?
I definitely know what they mean now tho, when people say 'You never know what you're going to do in a situation until you're actually in it'. Stalkers are not fun.
Wow. That turned out longer than I thought it was going to. So ANYWAYZ!
What has been you're most frightening moment at school?!
My scariest moment at school had to have happened about 2-3 years ago...although it kind of lasted more than just a moment. More like a few weeks.

I was on my way to a pep-rally when I felt someone running their hand through my hair. I thought it was just one of my friends, so I turned around to talk to them, but there was no one there. So I was just like "Ok..." figured it was just someone being a bone-head and kept going. Well, who ever it was started doing it again, but I just kind of figured that if I ignored them they'd get tired of it and go away. They didn't.
Who ever it was followed me all the way to the gym, until we were in sight of the teachers and then he left me alone. By the time I got there I was kind of freaked out. I didn't know who that person was, why they were following me and I really just wanted to be left alone. But I kind of found comfort in the fact that the gym was crowded. I could go sit somewhere in stands and chances are they wouldn't really be able to find me again.
So I did and then after the pep rally was over I started to go back to class. I didn't think anything would happen again...because I honestly figured that who ever it was would realize how stupid it would look and leave me alone. I mean, really! How would it look to other people, some fruit-cake following someone around (who probably looks completely freaked by then) while running their greasy, germ infested hand through their hair?!
But nope! He did it again and when he did I couldn't just ignore it like last time, so I took off and tried to get to my class as quickly as I could. When I got there, people were all like 'What's the matter?' and I lied and said "Oh, nothing. I'm just tired." Because...I didn't know anything about the freak that had followed me. And the only thing I knew about his looks was that he had semi-long (not really long, but kind of like those band guys. I don't really know how to explain it.) dirty blond hair. And that description could have fit ANYONE. So I figured that no one could do anything about it, even if I told them what happened. I kind of regret that now.

A few days later I was in the cafeteria, talking to one of my friends. Out of NO WHERE, the guy came and started running his hand not only through my hair, but also DOWN THE SIDE OF MY FACE.

Again, I never got a good look at him, because I left immediately and started towards the opposite side of the cafeteria. My friend followed close behind and was like "What in the world was that?! Who is he?!" And I was just like "I dunno, but he's been following me around and I don't know who he is and I don't know what to do!"
It went on like that for a few weeks, until the semester ended. He'd even follow me outside and like...watch as I was waiting for my mom to pick me up. And I know I should have told an adult and gotten them to do something about it, but I had honestly never seen this guy before in my life. I didn't know his name or what grade he was in and the physical description I could have given honestly could have fit thousands of guys. And I did tell my mom...but she was just like "Well, maybe he just likes you."
But if he did, then who in the world was he?! Was he my age? Younger? Older? And even if he did, what on earth invaded his mind to cause him to think it was ok to follow me around and TOUCH ME?
I definitely know what they mean now tho, when people say 'You never know what you're going to do in a situation until you're actually in it'. Stalkers are not fun.

Wow. That turned out longer than I thought it was going to. So ANYWAYZ!

What has been you're most frightening moment at school?!