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As an Arab kid in middle school it was a constant struggle to keep my cool it was always either unneeded sound effects or name calling but I knew I could take it better than most people with ought snapping but what I didn’t know at the time was that everyone had a breaking point and mine just happened to be in my 8th grade year of school 2 years after the taunting began in my social studies class

2 of my classmates decided to make a racist remark to me so I asked them to stop multiple so I went to the bathroom and when I came back my books and papers were all around the floor so I asked once “who did this” and to know answer I jumped on the 2 kids from earlier and brutally attacked them with no sense of guilt I continued until I thought they had enough. Then I argued with my teacher who allowed this to happen and I was soon kicked out of the classroom so I swiftly I left burn marks in the hallways but ill never forget that day.

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