One day in class I was working quietly, when suddenly my teacher came up to me. I am usually a good worker and my teacher would just come to check on me, but today she started to accuse me of pulling the latest prank :painting the trees outside of the school. It was such a random accusation and she gave me detention for the next two weeks!

I arrived home in a rage; ignoring anyone who tried to talk to me. I went strait to my to my laptop, and started a blog. “Everyday Idiot: My Teacher” is what I named it. I started to type in a blind rage not worrying about how I would feel about this later.

I continued writing throughout the night, letting my rage spill out on the keypad. I saved it and looked over at what I had written. It was then that I realized that anyone could be looking at this. I deleted it and was sure it was gone forever, but the next day when I checked my blog there were three messages concerning my horrible blog.

Alex looked over the blog, and agreed with what I had written. He thought that teachers shouldn’t accuse kids right away just because they looked suspicious. He also said sorry, because he was the one who pulled of the prank in the first place.

The next person was trouble. It was the teacher I wrote the blog about and he didn’t sound happy. He agreed with what I said about not accusing without hearing my story, but some of my comments were very rude. He was hurt that I would write such a thing, and said that he would have to suspend me for a few days. I couldn’t believe I had written these things.

A girl from my class left the final message. She was shocked that someone could write such horrid things about a teacher. I agreed with her. She said that I should listen to the teacher next time and try to reason with him instead of blowing up like I did. I was glad that someone besides a teacher understood my mistake and was willing to help me by telling me it was wrong.

In the end I gained two more weeks of detention and I was suspended for three days. I understand my mistake now and hope to never do something like that again. It was horrible to write about someone who made a tiny mistake. I shall learn to control my reactions more carefully.