1/365--The Teacher Who Abandoned Me

I decided to start with someone random, and completely not an obvious choice. She was the first person to ever really..leave. And she gave me my first impression of Fort Smith. A very bad first impression, I must say. She was my second grade teacher. She was the sweetest woman ever, until one day, when she announced we were the worst class ever, and she couldn't stand us anymore. The next day she was gone. I find out now she was having an affair with the janitor, but then I had no idea. I was little, and someone told me they didn't want me, and left. To anyone else, it would seem so trivial, but to me, it was hurt. I had disappointed someone. And instead of forgiving me, she left. As such a little kid, I took it personally, giving myself sole blame for her leaving. Looking back, I wish I would have just got over it, and forgot about it, but for some reason I couldn't. She hurt my feelings. From that time on I was scared to disappoint people. Anyone. For fear they would leave. And the award for lasting childhood scars goes to none other than Mrs. Brown. Congratulations. Hope you had a great time with the janitor. ;)