That Time My Arch Nemesis Was a Seven -Year -Old Boy

He turned me into a curmudgeon who doesn’t want neighbors

His name was Lawson, and I felt a little bad for hating him. After all, it isn’t nice — or socially acceptable — to hate a child. You can get away with hating children in general, but one child in particular? That crosses a line.



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high school English teacher, cat nerd, owner of Grading with Crayon, and author of Biddleborn.