Over the course of my life, I have not felt unappreciated often. However, there has been one time that eclipses all others. Many who read this tragic tale will not believe the extent to which I was betrayed by a very evil man. The name of this horrendous person was [redacted]. This is the story of when I was the victim of one of [redacted] numerous war crimes.
I first met this war criminal in first grade. Thankfully we were assigned to different homerooms but this gift of god would not last long. Due to God’s gift to me, I would not be forced to look at this twisted psychopath in the eyes during the time I was in class. However, I was still forced to walk near the devil reincarnate when we were taken to the playground for recess. Every day while on my way to the playground my fight or flight response would kick in due to his radiating evil energy. Every second spent near him felt like an eternity. I could feel the wind from my forward movement on my skin, the temperature of the ambient air and the sounds of [Redacted] previous victims screaming for someone anyone to save them from [Redacted] treacherous grasp. Due to the immense psychopathic levels of [Redacted] actions. I was forced to be friendly with him out of fear for my own life.
	About twelve years after I first met the antichrist known as [Redacted] I was the victim of one of his heinous war crimes. On the day of the incident, I came to school like I normally do, on edge watching out for the next horrific act [Redacted] would commit. However, on that day, I was unaware and unprepared for the magnitude of his atrocious actions that day. I walked into my first-hour class and sat down in my spinny chair. Like normal [redacted] came into the classroom after the bell had rung with complete disregard for the wishes of others. When [redacted] came into the classroom my heart sank and I immediately was paralyzed in fear. He proceeded to sit in front of me in one of the normal chairs because I had gotten to the classroom and the chair before him. However, I was unaware that [Redacted] had conjured a sinister plan to take the holy spinny chair for himself. During class, I suddenly became extremely thirsty. Looking back on the situation it is clear that [redacted] used his demonic powers to increase my thirst for Cherry Drpepper in order to make me leave the classroom and visit butler. After I asked my teacher to go to butler [Redacted] gave me some money and asked me to buy him some food for him while I was down at butler. At the time I thought nothing of it I was just happy to get away from that monster even if it was only for a small amount of time. In hindsight, it is obvious that his request for some food from butler was all a part of his evil plan to make me take longer than normal to return to the classroom. While I was walking back to the classroom with my Cherry Drpepper and [Redacted] food I felt an extreme sense of unease. A sense of unease that I would soon find the cause of. When I got back into the classroom I was shell shocked at what I saw. I saw the devil himself, [redacted] sitting in my spinny chair.
After seeing the sight of [Redacted] sitting in my chair I felt all of my beliefs about how the world worked shatter. I would have never expected anyone to be that evil. I thought an act like that was so horrific that even someone as horrible as [Redacted] would not dare to cross that egregious line. But I was wrong, [Redacted] not only crossed that line he reveled in it. While I was standing in the doorway paralyzed in disbelief that someone would cross that line he looked at me and said take a seat and pointed to one of the normal chairs. I am not exaggerating he actually had the nerve to point to a normal chair and say take a seat after he stole my spinny chair. Somehow that monster managed to keep a straight face while he said it not only did he keep a straight face I swear I saw a smile on his face. That monster, that DEMON was enjoying inflicting this immense and unmeasurable amount of pain on me.
Over the course of my life, I have not felt unappreciated often. After reading this paper you will agree that while I have only felt this level of extreme unappreciation once. It was so severe that I will forever be left in the wake of this event. Every second of my life I have vivid flashbacks to this horrific event. Each night I am ripped from my slumber only to relive his devilish smile while he was sitting in my chair. All I can say is that I pray you never have to experience the unappreciation and the wrath of [Redacted].