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Betrayed by a Bird: My Worst Classroom Horror
From Hero to Zero: The Moment I Realised Birds Have No Loyalty
**So, one time, a bird decided to absolutely ruin a girl's day.**
Yep. You heard that right—a bird. And if you’re guessing the poor, unlucky soul was me, congrats! Gold star for you. Now, you might be thinking, “Come on, a bird? How bad could it be?” Oh, just you wait. Strap in because things get real messy, real fast.
It all went down back in 9th grade. I was in class, hunched over my desk, scribbling notes like my life depended on it because, let’s face it, school doesn’t wait for anyone, and neither did my teacher. She was on a mission, spitting out notes at warp speed like she was prepping for an Olympic note-taking event or something. Seriously, the woman was a human audiobook set on 2x speed.
Anyway, there I was, minding my own business, trying to keep up with the onslaught of information, when it happened. Out of nowhere, a wet *plop* landed right on the top corner of my notebook. *What the…?* I froze. My hand hovered above the page, paralyzed by the horror of what I was seeing. You already know what it was.
*Bird poop.* Right there. Smack dab on my notes. And it wasn’t just any random spot—it was right where I was about to write. I swear my soul left my…
