Back to School Writing Prompt:

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In grade school we were all lined up in front of the blackboard
for a spelling bee. The boy next to me had a nice sharpened pencil in his hand.
When the teacher told us to sit down he abruptly turned and started to walk
while I was still facing forward and he stuck the pencil into my arm.
Yes, stuck it. Punctured the skin. He backed up and there it was
still in my arm. I remember the trauma but surprisingly, for some reason...
maybe forgiveness...I cannot remember who did it! :0)