when people reach my stuff

The worst thing that can happen in a class by a very strict teacher who kills you for talking is when a person you're not close with takes your pencil case or something. THAT PENCIL CASE DOESN'T ONLY CONTAIN PENCILS AND RUBBERS. That's where all the important stuff are. Like chats and messages with Hot Boo that are none of their business. There's some shit that can ruin someone's life. Like mine, for example. And just imagine that stupid kid in front of me reaching for my pencil case or that little planer that doesn't only contain my homework or grades and I can't hit them or yell at them because the teacher will kill me so yeah then you're fucked. And I hate it.

The Stages of my reaction:

1. "Oh shit!" - realizing it.

2. "Please don't" - hoping for the best.

3. "PLEASEEE" - looking for humanity inside of that person.

4. *hitting that person* - trying to get it back. 

5. *not succeeding, trying to think of what do to after they read that shit* - still panicking.

6. "You know what? Fuck you" - acceptance.