Fight

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I was back at my old high school, in the special education room. I spent all of senior year in there helping out for first period. Some things were off, like a chalkboard now hung on the back wall. A student who looked like the stupid "catch me outside" girl was there was well. (This student was a helper, not someone with special needs) She was attempting to write something but kept messing up. Eventually Mrs. Lissa asked me to do it. This made the girl very mad. I was doing fine until I missed one of the instructions. A teacher calmly pointed it out so I started to erase. The girl was sitting far in the back and began to taunt me. She wouldn't stop. Something made me snap. I very briskly approached her while yelling. She had a smug smirk and continued to taunt me. I shoved her desk, then hit her with another. She didn't seem too stunned so I swung, aiming for her left cheek. I made contact and continued to punch her. She attempted to punch back but I grabbed her wrist and pushed it downwards. I then grabbed a fistful of hair. With my steady grip on her, I had her mostly subdued. But that wasn't enough. Consumed by anger, I slammed her head into the wall until I saw blood pour from her nose. I let her go and told my teachers I would take myself to the office. Then I woke up.

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