What kind of pie? Was it tasty? PLEASE tell me you ate it.
Hm. An unforgettable moment in my life.
I know I've told this story here before, on this forum somewhere. However, I'm not going to look through over 1000 posts to find it again, so...
Sixth grade was my first year of public school. Previously I had been at a private school where we wore uniforms and knew all the same people from preschool. Consequently I was completely unprepared for public school and was utterly unable to make any friends.
However, I did follow this one group who, if nothing else, put up with me. Barely. They did however make fun of me constantly. And eleven year old girls can be vicious.
So one day they thought it'd be neat to can me. Long story short, between the four of them they couldn't. I kicked over the can before they stuffed me in it, a fact in which I take some sadistic, bitter pride.
This memory is so prominent to me that every time I think of it I feel a caustic self-loathing so intense it's all I can do not to tear my eyes out of my face.
Please excuse me while I forcibly restrain myself.