Witch Hunts

On the first day of middle school, I was misguidedly excited. I don’t think I’ve ever been more excited for such an awful experience. However, I was a little scared too. After all, the middle school war connected to the high school, and older kids are scary. I was well aware that I had to tread carefully as to not get my ass kicked. How hard could that have been? It would have been a lot easier had there not already been a feudal system of lords and peasants put into place, or as everyone else called it, Seniority. It wasn’t an official system, but it might as well have been. It was enforced, and made legal by the teachers and coaches. In case you aren’t familiar with Seniority, it means older kids get priority over the younger kids, at least at my old school. For example, if I was one of the first people in line for lunch, I would be shoved to the back of the line before the doors dad a chance to open. It also meant that if a ninth grader wanted my seat on the sports bus, wherever that was, I had to move somewhere else. No excuses, no buts. Their word was law. Being …show more content…
Not literal witch hunts, of course. I’m talking about when a person gores on a rampage while trying to find the person who spread a nasty rumor about them. There were more than a few times I got my ass kicked as the tried and convicted culprit of the rumors. I was always innocent, but it’s hard to convince a person that their best friend lied about who started the rumor, because they themselves started it. It’s also harder to convince them of this while getting your ass kicked. The beating got less frequent as people realized I was just the school’s favorite scapegoat, and didn’t even know the names of the people kicking my ass. After I was found innocent of my crimes, I received a few heartfelt apologies, and even made a few friends because of it. I was just happy at that point, witch hunts no longer concluded with burning at the