all right. basically, back in march, i was in jacqui's room for a brief period of time after class. there was a visitor there by the name of adam (with a last name that sounds like this: "fay-gen;" i'm not sure on the spelling, i think it is "fegan" but that is not important) and he produced from within his pocket a very large knife. i'm sure you know the size of our monitor screen. lengthwise in comparison to the monitor, the knife was appproximately a third of the screen, making it a large knife indeed. it was black plastic, folding, with a metal locking blade. (i know because they allowed me to look at it, not because it's mine. which it isn't.) anyways, i think we might have been talking about airsoft or paintball or something and i suppose he must have thought that i was interested in weapons, which i kind of am. he took it out and handed it to me, and i was looking at it for a few seconds when jacqui came back in the room as i was handing it to him. it was still in my hand, and had not touched his. he immediately retracted his hands so as to force blame on me, and i denied that it was mine, since it wasn't mine, and he denied it being his. so we were sent to valoria, not joan, and we handed the knife to her. later we talked to joan for a little bit, i think, but i don't remember. anyways, he did not come back, for a while. then one day he returned, visiting a second time. he told me that it was all my fault for getting him in trouble, and that he was banned from visiting the school because of me, so i apologized to him because i didn't know what else to say. a few days ago, on tuesday, joan came to me after morning meeting and said that she needed to talk to me. i went into her office thinking she just needed to tell me thank you for worrying about her back or something like that, but that was just being hopeful. i thought i was in trouble for something, but i wasn't sure what for. there hadn't been anything..OP! of course. that's when she tells me that they now "know" that the knife is mine. "WHAT!?!!?!?!" i say, incredulous. "it's not mine, and i never said it was." she told me that he denied it and that his parents said he never owned a knife like that. i tell her that it wasn't mine, and she says, well okay. we have to talk to john later. today i was informed by michael oliver, again right after morning meeting, that i had to appear at a fairness committee meeting today. i've never had to do that before, so i was kind of scared. the one time i had to before was as a witness. i went to the meeting and there were three students, valoria, and michael there. they talked to jacqui and joan first, and then those two left. then they got john and talked to him. (john potter, not john buzzard.) FINALLY, after sitting for 25 minutes in john buzzard's office awating my time, i was asked to come in. i sat there and told them my story, and valoria took out the knife. they asked if it was mine, and other various questions. basically, i did what i could. i stuck to the truth; it's not mine, and he took it out to show me. at the time of the meeting i had forgotten what we were conversing about, but i remembered after mulling over it all day. (paintball, airsoft..look earlier.) they said that they were going to do an investigation, and ask people if they had ever seen me with a knife before, and stuff like that. they also seemed not to believe me because he told them that i apologized, making me seem guilty. that's basically where it stands. i feel extremely trapped and i'm so frustrated and disappointed that the people at the new school that i've known so long DOUBT me so. i have no real track record of lying or ANYTHING. yarr.