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Writer's Block: Fight or flight
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In middle school (or maybe elementary when we were using the middle school building. It was in the middle school cafeteria, as I recall), in the lunch line, a boy was . . . doing something that really annoyed me, or said something that made me mad, or something. So I bopped him on the head with my fist. (Think: "Little Bunny Froo-Froo hopping through the forest, scooping up the field mice, bop 'em on the head *bop*) It was like I was watching someone else do it. I was more surprised and embarrassed than anything afterward. I don't recall his reaction, though I think surprise might cover it. I remember who it was, too, but I won't say.
In middle school (or maybe elementary when we were using the middle school building. It was in the middle school cafeteria, as I recall), in the lunch line, a boy was . . . doing something that really annoyed me, or said something that made me mad, or something. So I bopped him on the head with my fist. (Think: "Little Bunny Froo-Froo hopping through the forest, scooping up the field mice, bop 'em on the head *bop*) It was like I was watching someone else do it. I was more surprised and embarrassed than anything afterward. I don't recall his reaction, though I think surprise might cover it. I remember who it was, too, but I won't say.