25 September 2021.
Dear Diary,
I put my sock back on and quietly finished my work and listening to the teacher, trying to ignore the obvious stares from what happened.
I may like science and as they say, CT CT you enjoy tends to go fast. Soon, the class was almost over. However, the teacher wanted to hold a small tickle challenge within the classroom and was calling random kids up.
"Alice!"
"Izzy!"
"And..."
I held my breath praying it wasn't going to be me called up there to be ticked!
"Hailey!"
I thought in my mind, "No! God, not me! I'm the most ticklish person.".
"Do I have to?" I said disappointed.
"Yes, it's apart of science, Hailey". The teacher said grinning.
The teacher called Alice up first. She was a red head girl just like the boy from earlier. She had worn blue Adidas sweatpants and a blue crop top with blue socks. I watched as she sat ontop of the teachers desk. Why would she sit there?!? That's odd!
The teacher pulled out some kind of "Teckle Restraint"?
I watched in horror as she tied the girls ankles down.
"Alright class! Who would like to tickle Alice?"
I watched as some of the class raised their hands.
I thought about what I was going to go through soon. I was worried even thinking about it.
The teacher called them up and quickly her socks were removed. I watched as they put something called "baby oil" on her feet.. what is that stuff? I don't even know.. maybe to make her more ticklish or less ticklish?
I watched as they tied her toes back. Slowly they started to tickle her. She started to giggle and struggle. I felt so bad for her.
For 15 minutes she was tickled, without mercy by many of her classmates.
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