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.