
They would follow me around when we wait for the bell at the door, yell over my headphones, just saying shit like where’s your grandpa? What happened to your grandpa? Oh no did your grandpa die? Haha your grandpa has cancer. We saw your grandpa at the hospital (med students would go to hospital he worked at/was at during hospice). This was one of the hardest times of my life I was in a bad spot mentally for over a year. It got so bad I would yell at them to leave and almost even punched one
The teacher favored these girls to the point he’d let them go on their phones during final exams, record me during class, and ignore them mocking me saying I’m fat and ugly and even throwing wrappers at me. He turned a blind eye to them parading around pictures they took of a morgue cadaver when they snuck their phones in and shoving them in everyone faces. He’d even let them use his speaker to blast Taylor swift music everyday for the whole class. I’d get terrible migraines from the noise and