My day today was perfectly fine--until I got home and discovered that my little brother got assaulted on the bus ramp of his school. And no, this isn't the regular fist fight beat down--he was stabbed with...a compass? A Pencil? Who knows! In any case, my brother was stabbed at school. In the neck. And near his temple. Thank the God I don't really believe in that it wasn't any deeper or in slightly another place. I am talking about--potentially fatal places. Near a big artery, one can imagine, and near his temple. That kid is lucky we have no idea where he is. Jenna would kill him, I would bring him back to life and make his life a living hell. This boy and my brother don't like each other. I don't know how it started but my brother hit his backpack--which isn't even the kid's body--and he goes and stabs my brother--this is not your usual middle school violence. Well, this kid, I will make sure, gets expelled. My dad is considering pressing legal charges. Ugh! Not cool! Schools are supposed to be safe! They aren't supposed to be places where kids have to look behind their backs? What is more is that is happened withing ten feet of an adult! How could something of this severity happen so close to supervision? How can a kid, a middle schooler, have the mindset to get so angry to physically want to stab someone?