For my last class this is where things for interesting.
"You know, teachers are supposed to have patience, especially with us who have a disability with learning." I said calmly to him.
"I suggest seeking help, my classes are for-"
"For what, 'Normal people'? My old school the teachers were nice, I only had problems with the kids. Here it seems the other way around. Just because we have a disability doesn't mean we're not normal. I hope you have a great time teaching, once I'm done talking to a certain someone you'll regret talking to me the way you did." With that said I left the classroom.
I went to my dad's office.
.......
"Hey princess, shouldn't you be at school?" I told him everything and let's just say.
"What! They will hear me, no one f*****g messes with you." Dad stormed
