• In my freshman year only two and a half years ago... I was sitting in my seventh period lunch. Talking with my friends. I was pretty happy... A month into the school year. Had a lunch period with a whole table of good friends. Not to mention my last period of the day was free as well. What more can a person ask for?

    I had gone to China town the day before cause I was off from school and had gone to an anime store ware house in the Bronx on the way back home...and I had gotten my own box of Pocky for the first time. And I had brought it to school to share some of the pocky with my friends.

    Well now It was about twenty minutes into the period or half way...I finished eating my lunch. And I was talking to my friends. When out of no where... It came flying across the lunch room. It landed on my head and shook my head to get it off. Unaware of what is was.

    The foreign object that had landed on my head fell onto the now empty pocky box. I looked down at the box to see what the mysterious fly object was....It was to my shock and horror a condom.... Not in the wrapper...Not used though...at least I hope not.... But me being the idiot I was took awhile to process what it was....I was very naive about sex related things. And just the year before in middle school I had only heard the word condom for the first time...And had no Idea what it was.... That was until that moment.

    After about a thirty second delay for thinking to trying to figure out what it was... I let out a blood curdling scream. And started crying.... It was from the table behind me...well my back was too them...

    I sat there in tears from the shock that some one I didn't even know did that to me....

    And then out of no where one of the girls from the other table come over to me and has the nerve to say "Wow you should keep the fact that you aren't a virgin hidden."

    I really wanted to say. "Oh I am sorry... But are you referring to yourself? Cause last time I checked..... I am not a whore..." But those words never escaped my lips....I was to upset to even get them out. Or even change my expression to anger.

    The teacher who was in charge of supervising the lunch period...which wasn't easy I bet considering the cafeteria was huge.... And there were kids every where...He came over after hearing my scream and had me head to the guidance office. I called up my mother to make her aware of what happened....And I kept saying condiment....instead of condom. Though I was corrected.

    I was there the rest of the period.

    When I saw my friend the next day in third period English she said she took the condom and threw it in the guy who threw it's face.

    That made me smile. Because she had my back...

    The next day the kid came up to me and apologized..... He said it was meant for some one else... But I was unsure who....

    Even though I kinda laugh back on it now...That was the worst experience of my high school career....As of yet.... Knock on wood.