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Story #1 -. Had a history teacher one year, really good teacher, very friendly with all the students. He had had a teenage son who had committed suicide, and after he took some time off, he came back to work.

Standard class clown kid started acting up in his class, teacher asks him to go into the hallway and wait for him to come so he can speak with him privately. We heard their exchange get a little heated, but this kid just cranked it to 11 and insinuated teacher's kid was right to do that with a father like him. We later heard that kid bounce off some lockers about a second after and we could hear the loud crying noise of that kid.

Teacher came back into the room with angry tears and told one of us to call the school resource officer. It became a big hullabaloo and teacher ended up getting suspended for the rest of the year. At the time, we thought it was crazy he'd shove that kid like that. 15 years later and some real world experience, I'm surprised that's all he did. Story #2 -. My school was very strict, we had weird rules. I had a teacher who would not let anyone go to the bathroom the entire year, we tried alot to make her happy so that she could be a bit merciful, but nothing worked.

So the last month of school, my friends and I got so fed up with it and decided to take some action. We made a plan and decided that I will execute it. Next day, I brought an extra change of clothes hidden in my backpack and drank three bottles of water at lunch. During class that afternoon, I asked the teacher if I could use the restroom, and of course, she responded with the usual "no," so I said "ok". About 10 minutes later I ask her again, it's urgent can you please let me go for once, and this time she angrily says "didn't you hear, no" and this time I just pissed all over myself and the desk. The teacher was pissed off.

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I had an extra change of clothes so it Dislike was only uncomfortable for a little bit. The look on her face was worth it. Now she lets any and everyone go to the bathroom as needed.

Story #1 - I moved back home after 2 years of college in another city and started going to a school with a bunch of friends and others from my high school. Before I moved away, I was a bit overweight and ashamed of my body but in the 2 years away from home I had worked out and got pretty jacked.

At a party, I was wearing a very baggy shirt. There was a girl I was interested in and a very good friend of mine, who knew I was into her and knew that I had got into good shape. He pulled the Dare card, and dared us to switch clothes. I'm 6'6", she's 5'8" and we had to swap shirts and pants. I had a baggy shirt and jeans on, she was in a crop top and shorts. We swapped, everyone started to notice that I was a lot more jacked than before and she kept staring. When the game was done, she wouldn't let me switch back into my clothes saying that "she liked how they fit me". We went home together that night, started dating and are now married and expecting our first kid! Story #2 -. One of the funniest things I've ever seen. We were too old to be playing truth or dare, like 20 years old. My friend had only seen boobs in his dad's Playboys, He hadn't even kissed a girl yet. Some woman was dared to show everyone her tits. My friend was silently stoked. He didn't cheer out loud, but I knew he was f***ing giddy. As the woman lifted her shirt and bra, some other goober leaned right in front of my friend and blocked his view. It was over before my friend could react. He complained about it for weeks. We've laughed about it for years. Story #3 -. Was sitting outside at a college campus and was dared to yell "I love you" to the next person I saw. I did and this dude yells it back and keeps walking. We go back and forth getting louder and louder as he walks off. Best reaction ever.

Story #1 - I stopped at Home Depot to pick up an item so I knew it was going to be a quick trip. I'm in the store and notice I'm pretty much the only girl in there besides employees. I couldn't find what I was looking for and had to ask multiple employees before I found it.I check out and as I'm heading out to my car I notice a shady dude standing against a tree on one side of my car. On the other side of my car is another shady guy sticking his arm outside of his car window. When I walked out they both turned and stared at me. My heart dropped, I started to feel queasy, and my mind instantly knew to turn around and go inside. I stood there shaking at the front of the store until I could get the courage to ask an employee to walk me to my car.As soon as they saw me walking out with an employee, the guy standing by the tree walked around my car and into the drivers side of the car parked next to me. To this day I swear I was a short walk away from being kidnapped. Story #2- The girlfriend and I used to work at the same ski hill, and the place was pretty much full of seasonal employees. Anyways she got this new dude in her department that everyone thought was a super nice guy. I did not trust him. There was just something about the way he talked to female employees that just seemed weird.

He was trying to gain their trust way too quick. I made my sentiments known to my girlfriend and other friends and they thought I was just being jealous. I worked part time out of town at the time, and he'd aways ask me what days I was gone, it was weird. He also didnt have a car, so sometimes my girlfriend would give him a ride home and he'd ask her to hang out. She declined.

So at the end of the season, a female friend of ours and this guy decide to rent a place together (they weren't dating) and as they're in the final steps, Federal Marshalls show up and arrest him. Turns out he had been on the run for over a year for kidnapping and raping a girl in a different part of the country. Trust your instincts.

Story #1 -. Former 911 operator here.

Sometimes the calls that stick with you aren't the most physically traumatic. I once had a call from a 17 year old kid who came home from a sleepover to find that his mother had moved. Just packed up his sister and everything in the house and left while he was gone with no forwarding address or information. She also turned off his cell phone that morning so literally the only number he could call was 911.

He was trying so hard not to cry and his voice was shaking as he kept apologizing to me for calling 911. He just didn't know what else to do and had no other family. She also took everything so all he had was a couple of things that he had taken to the friends house. He told me his 18th birthday was in a couple of weeks and he literally had nothing and started to cry out loud.

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The officers that responded took him to a shelter. I think about him often and I hope he's ok. Even if he was a kid who got in trouble or had behavioral issues, I can't imagine coming home to find your mother has abandoned you. Story #2 -. It was Father's Day mind you, had this 5 year old kid call in at least 6 times but he'd never stay on the line long enough for us to get a good "ping" on his cellphone.

We were finally able to get him to stay on the phone long enough by talking about how his teddy bear was "sick". We asked to speak to his parents and he told us they were in bed and the door was locked, so we asked him to go knock on the door, he then told us he had been locked in his room.

Okay, I think we know what's going on now.

By this point we had an officer en route to this kid's house to go make sure everything was okay.

The officer arrives on scene, a few minutes go by, then the officer comes over the radio and says "5120 back in service, the teddy bear is 10

The officer made his way up to the comm center and proceeded to tell us all that the kid's Dad answered the door wearing only boxer shorts and was more than a little agitated when he found out his son had been calling 911.

Story #1. There was a 24 year old patient who was brought in from a jail in a rural county. He was working roadside cleanup when he found a bottle in a ditch that he thought contained alcohol and he quickly chugged it down. To be fair it did look like whiskey.

It turns out it was a substance that contained sulfuric acid. Its pH was less than 2.5 it just ate up the litmus paper. So shortly after he gets to the ICU he is in excruciating pain and vomiting blood.

The gastroenterologist took him to do an EGD (basically a procedure where they can look at the esophagus, stomach and duodenum with a camera attached to a flexible tube) and the pictures were horrendous. You could literally see his stomach and esophageal mucosa eroding away.

He had to be sent off to another hospital where they had an esophageal surgeon who could repair the mess. He of course needed multiple surgeries and had a very long hospital stay. I saw him a few months later when he was admitted for another issue. He was down to 90 lbs (from about 150) and was getting fed through a PEG tube. Story #2 -. The doctor, another nurse, and I are sitting in a delivery room watching this chick's snatch vomit up a baby. I've seen this several times before. Anyway, the head was crowning and the dad (who had been there the entire time comforting his wife) is just hunkered down watching this baby be born while holding his wife's hand.

The first baby is out. It's a girl. He nods and keeps watching.

Second baby is out, also a girl. He nods.

After we let the mom hold the girls we took them to the nursery while the mom got situated. Dad disappeared. I didn't see him for another hour and a half.

I decided to pass by the nursery to take a look at the twins I helped deliver. The dad was standing there with this really weird look on his face. I asked him if he was okay, and he said, "Yeah. Looks like I'm a dad now." and then burst into some really heavy sobs.

But he quit just as fast as he started and his expression changed to that of pure, unbridled joy. He apologized and then told me he was so excited to know who his little girls were going to be.

Story #1 - The smartest thing I've seen my cat do is referee when my girlfriend's kitten was trying to fight her older cat. We were initially terrified because my cat was found as a stray and you can tell that he's had his butt kicked in a few fights back in the day. When we adopted him, when he'd hear the other cats start playfighting, he'd rush out to be there too. He weighed about twice as much as the next biggest cat, and we knew almost nothing about his personality at the time, so of course this filled us with terror. Well, we followed him out into the next room, and he had just managed to perch himself on the coffee table, above the action, and was just watching.

When the older cat switched from playing to getting genuinely exasperated with the kitten, he tagged in so the other cat could get away. For months he would do this, so we figured he may have helped raise kittens when he was stray. Story #2 -. When I lived with my ex we got a cat that would occasionally come make pitifully adorable tiny mews outside my bedroom door when she wanted attention. Usually it was 50/50 wanting to be cuddled or wanting me to shake the food bowl so she couldn't see the bottom.

One time she sounded a lot more urgent than usual. I went and opened the door and she ran off. Okay, not cuddles. I followed her down the stairs and she turned left into the dining room instead of right into the kitchen where her food was. Okay what's up? She went to the middle of the floor and sat down, staring at a window. Took me a couple of seconds to realize the bird feeder usually suction cupped to the outside was missing and she was very distressed about it.

I went outside and put it back on the window, and she jumped on the stool by the window to watch me do it. When I went back in I walked back into the dining room. She looked over her shoulder at me then jumped down, ran over, rubbed against my legs for a few seconds, then went back and jumped back on the stool again waiting for birds to show up.

Story #1 - High school, 14 years old, had a huge crush on this girl who was in a few of my classes.

One day I was leaving science class and someone behind me says my name. I turn around to see my crush and her friend. Her friend had spoken to me. She continues: "Hey did I tell you it was [crush]'s birthday today?".

I look at her, look at crush (who looks nervous) and I think 3 things: 1) I've never spoken to you before; of course you didn't tell me it's her birthday. 2) Hey it's my birthday in a few days! 3) Ohmigod! Crush is right there looking at me!

I quickly say "No.", turn on my heel and leave.

Only realised a couple weeks later she was probably going to invite me to a party or something. Everyone I've told this story to confirms that suspicion. Story #2 -. Went to a guy's house to do a project in high school. It involved the Internet and while he sat next to me I tried to navigate to Google. Unfortunately, the address bar auto-filled and took me to his last Google search.... page two of results for my name. Every link had been clicked. We both just sat in silence. Story #3 - I went and retrieved my 25 year old girlfriend from her conservative, religious Middle Eastern family. In their culture, women have the freedom of a child until they are married off. I would never have been accepted by her father, due to my Christian white American upbringing.

When she was in the country, I hopped on a plane, got her, and brought her home with me. I was already working out the paperwork needed to marry her and let her stay in the country legally, but had not yet filed anything.

She never discussed me with them, and they

did not have even the slightest clue where she

went. They only knew that she left.

Her father hired a PI to track her down. Within

two days of her getting on the plane with me, her aunt and uncle were at my door. One lived on the opposite side of the country from me, and the other had just flown in from Dubai.

They had logs of all our conversations, every one of her different names, and a lot of information about me and my family.

I keep hoping I'll get the chance to see her again.

This was at a time when mobile internet hadn't caught on yet but the SMS services were at it's peak and they were cheap in our parts. Me and my then GF exchanged shit loads of SMSes.

It became kinda evident that our relationship was ending. We formalized it much later but we had already known it was headed that way.

Anyway, she shows up with a note book and asks me to check it out.

Turns out, she had hand written down every single text message that I had sent to her. That was a good 250 pages long notebook. It was Full!

I wasn't sure how to react so I jokingly said something along the lines of 'This is...weird, are you going to use this as evidence in some way?"

She got pissed and tore apart the entire book in my face. I don't know why, it was something about the way she did that got me pissed. I got up and left.

We meet again later and turns out she had re-written the whole thing and asked me to keep the revised version.

I declined politely this time. She messages me a year later that she tore the revised notebook.

I liked this girl. Good start, right? We'll call her Jenny.

So we were in high school, and I knew that she had a thing for me. I had a thing for her too, she's pretty hot, but problem was, her ex bf was my best friend. We'll call him Jimmy. So she used to date Jimmy, and I mean bro code, so no can do.

So I ignore it, but guess what should happen? Jimmy ends up telling me one day that he asked my ex (with whom I was hung up over for roughly 3 years before finally getting over... We'll call her Janice.) on a date. Not being the type of guy to pick fights I gritted my teeth and said "hey, good for you, man!".

Well, I was kind of miserable about them, but the side effect was that me and Jenny started talking a lot more. A lot more. Like we'd give each other long, definitely-more-than-friends hugs every time we saw each other, and all the usual high school flirtation strategies.

So Jenny and I were hitting it off pretty well as more-than-friends-but-not-quite-"friendly"-friends-yet, and it was a good time for me, but remember how I said I wasn't the type to pick fights? Well that demeanor comes bundled with the package of "never take initiative for anything, ever". So as you may guess, I never asked Jenny out. I never did anything besides give her a hug and have our usual conversations. So Christmas break rolls around, and that's all merry, but once school started back up, I noticed Jenny didn't talk to me. I said hi, she said hi, but no hugs, no conversation, no long meaningful eye contact... I wondered what had happened. Well actually I had figured it out pretty quick, it's what happened to every single girl I got even kinda involved with in HS, I pushed them away because they thought I wasn't interested in them. Like I said, I never took initiative. So Jenny is platonic status towards me now, and since I never stand up and fix problems, I let this situation fester and get worse, until the point where we never even made eye contact anymore.

Well, that's good and all, but problem was, I still carried my feelings for her. So, with the only form of action I could take being passive, I decide to chance a run-in with her in the hallway. I scope out her classes (wasn't hard since we had walked to all of each others classes the semester before), and find a place to intersect our paths. I figured if I did that and she saw me, she would initiate the conversation and be flirty so I wouldn't have to do it. Sounds realistic, right?

Well this carried on for more than just one day. In fact, it carried on for three months. Almost every day I would pass Jenny in the hallway, pretending I didn't notice her, hoping she would say hi. I skipped some days just to not overdo it. It became so bad that sometimes I actually ended up waiting an hour and a half after school and would make up an excuse to be there for when she got out of her musical rehearsal. I would follow her tweets on what she was doing and chance a meeting there, I would "accidentally" text her deep and thought-provoking messages that made me sound mysterious.

Yes. I was basically stalking this girl, and she knew it.

How did she know it? Because one April day of some year, I was crossing paths with her during one of my chance encounters. It was one of my two paths that I actually had to go way out of my way to see her. Turns out, Jenny had done her research and found out that I didn't need to be walking anywhere close to where I was, especially not for three months. Her class was on the top floor of our school, the arts and crafts hallway that only had two active classes that year, one of which was at the very beginning of the school day, and I had no art classes. So why was I there? We passed each other in the crowded hallway. Just as we got to the point where we would leave each other's peripherals, I took a glance, sure that she wouldn't notice me looking at her. I noticed that her face was turning towards me. I quickly glanced forward, intent on keeping me calm-and-collecte

Story #1 - In Year 8, before the time of texting, a boy who liked me gave a girl on my bus a letter for me.

It was a letter confessing his love for me.

Written entirely in 50 Cent lyrics.

The closing line being - "I luv ya like a fat kid luv cake, you no my style ill say anything to make ya smile :)". Story #2 -. When I was in highschool, I was in Spanish class with a girl who had a crush on me. I loved this class because I had it with a few friends and the teacher was cool and I made a lot of jokes - I was unpopular until my Junior year so this was all new to me.

So, one day, I went to class and was joking around and Spanishing it all up like I typically did. Then this girl who I had talked to but wasn't really friends with had a note passed to me. She sat across the room, so like a dozen people were involved in passing this note to me. I opened the folded paper and read, "Are you going to see the new Star Wars movie?". I had seen the old ones but wasn't really interested in them that much (I've rewatched them since then and love them). But at this point I didn't like the movies so I said, "No!", and gave her a look like she was stupid for even asking me such a ridiculous question.

Everyone looked at her and apparently knew what was going on. She kinda slumped down in her chair and said, "nevermind," really sheepishly.

It wasn't until after college that I figured out that she was trying to ask me out on a date and I rejected her in front of the entire class. I feel horrible now. I totally would have gone with her, she was pretty cool. Ladies, you have to spoon feed us when you're interested!