So I will admit I have not had motivation to write anything but I am sure this story will make up for that. So by this point in my school life I have daily lunchtime check-ins with student services. It is a place where students go for help with their issues, and I was just leaving one after talking to the women assigned to me about how the day had been pretty good so far. I leave the room, walk down the stairs, run through the rain, into another building, turn into my classroom and there is a small brown envelope on my desk. I walked towards it cautiously with my friend at my side and picked it up, on the front is a note that says enjoy and nothing more. I take the envelope out of the classroom, through the rain, up the stairs and back into student services. I hand the envelope over, the woman opens it, reaches inside and pulls out hair. Now this wasn't just a few stands, oh no that would be too simple, it looked like what you get when you tie short hair into a ponytail, tied by a rubber band. I am obviously freaked out as I was only about eleven at the time and it was a very strange experience that caused me to go into tears due to being scared they had cut my hair off as my hair was very short at the time and I often wore it in a ponytail. They promised to find out who did it and here is the kicker, they never even tried. I left that school years after it happened and when I asked them on my final day they told me they forgot all about it.