Belladonna Gallows
1st grade, the second grade was on the second floor.
The first floor was always crowded like woah after school, so my friends and I would cut through the second, and then get out at the stair exit.
Some b***h teacher grabbed me by the arms one day, bruised in the shape of her hands, and nearly threw me down the stairs.
My mother came into class the next day, cursed her out, then told her if she ever touched me again, my mother would shove a knife up her a**.
A promise, not a threat.
The next year, I had a certain b***h teacher for second grade. .
She was really nice.
whee
The first floor was always crowded like woah after school, so my friends and I would cut through the second, and then get out at the stair exit.
Some b***h teacher grabbed me by the arms one day, bruised in the shape of her hands, and nearly threw me down the stairs.
My mother came into class the next day, cursed her out, then told her if she ever touched me again, my mother would shove a knife up her a**.
A promise, not a threat.
The next year, I had a certain b***h teacher for second grade. .
She was really nice.
whee