OK this is random story about something that occurred in the eighth grade.
OK so one day, a kid in my class snuck up behind someone, jabbed them with a pen and yelled, "Shank!" The kid let's call him J, kept doing this to everyone in the class. At first we ignored him, or just hit him back, but finally I just took up a pen and jabbed him multiple times with a pen yelling, "Shank!"
OK now my class is very random, my group of friends let's name them Y, N, K, H, and myself, would always fight some of the guys in my class, T, E, and R. We would always fight during gym, and when I say fight it would be me and Y, and K, beating them up, H chasing after them, and N would have some killer moves.
Now I know all of you think this is a bad thing. But we were all really close friends, and we had some really good times. Anyway my class being my class, made up their own teams, mostly boys versus girls, and started going around shanking each other. Eventually it turned into a class war, The Shanking War.
Yep we turned it into a real thing, something only our class took part in. The Shanking War continued on for a long time, until finally it ended. But we had some serious hard core battles, and it was fun jabbing each other, with school supplies; pens, rulers, you name it. Yep we were a strange class.

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