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Yeah, I learned my lesson, and I haven't been into a fist fight since. I'm actually kind of scared of it now. I mean I literally nearly killed her. It still chills me.
I "woke up" with Steve's arms wrapped around my waist, the footbal coach on my left arm, the basketball coach on my right arm, and I was sitting on her back, she was face down, and my fingers were tangled into her hair...I was beating her face into the concrete sidewalk with all of my strength and weight. I pulverized her face, fractured alot of bones, most of her teeth were cracked, broken or out, and I ripped out a chunk of hair. I'm extremely lucky I wasn't sued into oblivion, but everyone that was there said that she pushed me first, and I tried to get her to back down, but she kept instigating. That and most of the teachers knew me and vouched for my placid and easygoing character. So I was suspended but not expelled.
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Impotentes defendere libertatem non possunt.
"Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth."
~Franklin D. Roosevelt
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