This story happened when I was about five or six and was at a co-ed school. I was a quiet little girl who didn't speak much at all and spent almost every day just trying to get on with my work. I was never liked as most of the kids thought I was weird. One day while  I was sitting in the corner of my classroom drawing, the teacher called me to come into the next room. When I entered I was told to sit in a chair. The teacher then proceeded to yell at me telling me that one of the boys had told her I was swearing at them. Obviously the shy, easily scared little girl I was, I sat there with tears in my eyes telling her in a quiet voice that I didn't do anything, she continued to yell and told me I wasn't allowed to leave the chair or the room till I confessed. I was left in that room for almost the whole school day, I was allowed to eat my lunch obviously, but each time she came in and asked if I was ready to confess and apologise, each time I told her I hadn't done it and she left. Eventually it came to the point where I just wanted to stop being yelled at so I gave a fake confession, the teacher then brought the boy into the room for me to apologise to, all the while he stood there with the smuggest little grin I have seen to this day. I was brought back into the classroom and continued with my day. But it doesn't end there, when I went home I told my parents who obviously called this teacher and this bitch had the nerve to call me a liar. She still works there and has taught all of my younger siblings, each of us have our own story.