106. Don’t Touch My Stuff
In fourth grade, I was really into paper plane making. I even bought this book of all the world records holding paper planes and would read it every day. I had just moved to America and wore very tacky clothing, so I was made fun of a lot.
So one day, I copied the design of the paper plane that had the record for the longest time in the air (13.2 seconds or something) and threw it around the playground. It was in the air for 14 seconds!
As I rushed to pick it up, though, this asshole 5th grader came out and stepped on it. Now I was a tiny brown Indian kid, and he was a big hockey-playing 5th grader, but the anger took over me. I punched him in the face, he bled, and I ran away, thinking I was in trouble. He never mentioned it to anyone, though, and was always nice to me throughout middle school and high school.