I need to preface this by saying Team Plasma stuff happened when I was ✨8 years old✨specifically what I’m assuming is the second time Team Plasma happened. In short, Little Bug, 8 years old,bit of a dumbass(affectionately),didn’t develop the titular hyperfixation yet.

The American School System

I was in science class. Second period. Two (2) minutes before class was supposed to end. This girl was chatting with some other people. They were laughing and hanging out, talking. Like every day. Like normal.

The phone rang and the teacher went to answer it. I barely even noticed. It was so normal, far out of my mind at the time. The teacher calls out to the girl, it's for her. The teacher makes a joke about how she's so popular. I don't really remember. I noticed now, but barely.

I look away. I don't think about it. It's probably nothing. People get phone calls like that all the time. I know I have. But then something happened.

The girl is crying. Shes upset. Really upset. The class is quieter now. Everyone is watching. Nobody says anything.

The teacher goes up to her and comforts her. She asks what's wrong. She takes the phone. The person on the other line explains what the issue is, I guess, because she seems to understand and she hangs up. She comforts the girl and says it's going to be okay. She tells her to go somewhere during lunch and find a quiet space.

The girl agrees, and goes to get her stuff. The phone rings again. The teacher picks it up again. She tells the girl that someone was removed from the premises. She relaxes.

It's strange, how quickly people can go from one emotion to another.

A day later, we had a lockdown. It was a mistake, ultimately, but nobody knew that at the time.

When I was hiding in a science classroom full of people I didn't know, I wondered how she was feeling. Her world was turned upside-down by a simple phone call with the prospect of someone being on school grounds just the other day, I can't imagine how much she must've been panicking when she thought the person might've been actually inside the school.

I mean, I was scared for my life and I didn't have anyone out to get me specifically. I was already mentally writing out my will. She had an even bigger reason to worry.

It's been a week or so now. She seems okay. I see her next period. I don't think I'll ever know what she went through, but I hope she's okay. I'm scared for her sometimes.

Did I mention she's my age? She's nice and funny. Smart, too. She has a lot of friends. She's friends with a girl from my old school who was one of the only people who wasn't a massive jerk. I think that's proof enough that she's a good person.

And thinking about how she was emotionally beaten out of me by force.

So, my niece just started preschool. Only a couple days in, they went into lockdown because a man ran onto the property screaming.

He was being chased by bees.

The first day of school, last Wednesday, we were put into lockout. We had an assembly to welcome everyone back to school for the year. A student, age 15, had a gun in his waistband. He was detained after the assembly.

He was in the school.

They placed us into lock out.

He had a gun on his person, in an assembly, and they treated it as an outside threat.

He was arrested inside the school building.

They said it was a drill.

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Today is day four of school, the first Monday of the year.

We have been placed into lock out again.

Four students have been arrested in relation to a gun thrown out in a toilet.

Arrested in the school.

Again.

There is a fifth student being questioned in relation to this event.

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I'm tired of my "safety" being removed due to my school's inability to function. In both events, were in lock down. In both events, the students and weapons in question were found inside the school.

I don't care how quickly things were controlled. If the threat is inside the building, we should be locked down, not in.

Tired of my administration being useless.

I removed quarantine from my memory because it was the worst time ever. Not just march-april-may but all the months next. But I remember the way Italy went in lockdown (other countries having no ideas of what the fuck was going on yet) and just like that in Italy people starting singing from balconies. And it was surreal. Everyday at 6pm you would have seen people with flags and tired smiles sing the national anthem or just random songs really. Singers did that too. They had mics and a sound system and even lights. Imagine being the neighbour of Giuliano Sangiorgi when he went on his window singing Meraviglioso. Sigh! It went on for all the lockdown and it was a lot.

“whispers to your houseplants and sing to your neighbours” is actually what most people did during those almost 60 days.