Back again with another story, yay.

Anyway, I was in second grade or first grade, when my teacher declared we were going on a field trip to the zoo for about five hours. But since she couldn't watch all of her students, we were split into small groups and had some parents come as chaperones. I got stuck with some girls who didn't really like me, and since my mom didn't want to come with, one of their moms came to chaperone us. Once we arrived at the zoo, our chaperone, ((let's just call her Trisha)) said we should go to a little food booth and get a small snack, since all of us had some money.

Once we got to the booth, I noticed there was cotton candy in bags for sale. My little brother said he wanted some, which is why I brought my own money in the first place, so I decided to get one for him. Then I realized I wanted some cotton candy too, and thought that my family wanted some too. So I decided to get a large bag for all of us to share at home. Once I walked up to the booth, Trisha asked me what I was getting. I told her I was getting a large bag of cotton candy, and she said this;

"Oh no, (my name), I'm not letting you get that! You are not going to eat it all, or I have to explain why you're more fat."

I just stared at her in complete silence for a few seconds, unable to say anything. Then I tried to explain to her that I was sharing it with my family, and not eating it by myself, but she didn't even listen, which pisses me off more than anything, and pulled me out of line so her daughter could buy a pretzel and get the line moving again.

Trisha then instructed me to sit on the bench and wait for her while she bought something. I obeyed, and then I just sat there for a few seconds before I started crying, because I was a easily over-whelmed child. Trisha noticed I was crying and took MY OWN money from me to buy me a pretzel, possibly as an attempt to cheer me up. I didn't want a stupid pretzel, but I had to eat it now that she spent my money on it.

And to make things even better, once we came back to school, Trisha told me and some other classmates to follow her back to the classroom even though my teacher told us to stay with her. We tried to protest, but she, again, just told us to come with her or we would be in trouble.

As we were walking after her, she disappeared around the corner and suddenly my teacher started screaming at us to come back. Everyone that followed her, including me, were so confused. My stupid teacher then started yelling at us in front of twenty other students that we were supposed to stay with her and not walk off without the class. I tried to tell her what Trisha had told us, but WHAT DO YOU KNOW, SHE DIDNT LISTEN. So me and everyone else who followed Trisha spent the rest of school sitting in silent time out by our lockers. Fun day.