Pooplog

When I was in fourth grade, I had a really stylish brown outfit. It had a little shirt with flowers on it and brown stretch pants, I think the whole thing was ribbed.
One day my classmates and I were in line doing something and this kid, AJ (who always had anger management problems), said something mean to me, then i said something smart-assed back, and I guess that embarrassed him because...
He called me "Pooplog".

The rest of the day he harassed me calling me "Pooplog".

Then came the threat. He told me that he was going to get me after school, and I knew he was a violent kid, so I was scared.
The cool thing to do in grade school was be in Glee Club, yes Glee Club. A lot of the kids in my class were in Glee Club, including AJ. I remember being so nervous because he kept catching my eye and laughing evil-y, and of course on that day we got let out early. That meant my parents were not going to be waiting outside for me.

When we finally got outside, I booked it. I was quick, but I guess because there wasn't really anywhere for me to go, AJ caught me.The bastard pushed me up against a tree and hit me over the head with his bookbag. Then ran home.

I was sitting up again a fence crying, waiting for someone to pick me up when my dad pulled up.
I told him what happened and he was PPPPPIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEDDDD! He said something along the lines of, "Where does that little fucker live?!" I didn't want my dad to go to AJ's house (I wish I had let him now) so I didn't tell him where he lived.
Moral of the story: Don't make your kids go to school wearing a shit brown outfit.