On the last day of school each period showed me a “little love”

But the most love came from my period 3

In the morning as I walked to the office I said hello to a student only to be greeted back by a hand gun being pointed and “shots fired at me” … this happening only a few days after the recent school shooting.

Later in class, as I happily signed yearbooks a student who barely ever came to class or spoke to say the least, walked up to me and asked if she could have a piece of my hair… I looked at her while she smiled sinisterly and asked her for what purpose … smiling she replied she wanted to create a voodoo doll of me so that she could poke me with needles