Exposing My Dark Past and Desperate Quest for Revenge on a Failed Teacher and Abuser

A former student returns to confront a teacher who exploited and failed them in the past, sparking a desperate quest for revenge and justice

My Darkest Memories and a Bitter Grudge

I walked inconspicuously along the corridors. No-one was noticing me; I was wearing the same uniform as everyone else. Nobody recognised me as not being one of them; the students were too busy catching up with their mates. Telling each other the exciting things they had got up to over the weekend. The teachers were also too busy telling kids off for running or for not having their shirt tucked in. They didn’t notice me because I made sure my appearance was unnoticeable, so they had no reason to pick up on my clothing. None of them realised I didn’t go to that school. No-one realised that I had no place being there.

I should probably tell you a bit about myself. My name is Luke, I am nineteen years old and I have just left the other secondary school on the other side of town. This allowed me to blend in so easily, because I looked like someone of school age. But I was not here to study, I was here for revenge. I was there to ruin the person’s life, who had ruined mine; Miss Moore.

Before I continue, I should probably tell you how Miss Moore ruined my life. She had left university and completed her teacher training and started teaching at my school. She had started just in time for me to start my A-levels. The problem was Miss Moore was useless. She was the worst teacher ever and I think part of her knew it. She had taught us for two years and realised that she would be in trouble once the exam results came out and quickly transferred across the city to this school, a school whose academic achievement wasn’t quite so high. And sure enough when the exam results came in her class results was markedly lower than the rest of the teachers, and to make it worst she had totally screwed me over. To get into university I needed two ‘A’s and a ‘B’. I comfortably got the two ‘A’s in my other two subjects and thought a ‘B’ would be easy. However Miss Moore’s teaching was so abysmal that I didn’t know anything for the exam and failed. This had ruined my chances of getting to a good university and making a better life for myself. Instead I was stuck in this shithole town wondering what to do next. So I was determined to make her pay.

Anyway the time was ten to 9 and everyone was going to registration. Me I was making my way to the English corridor. I then dived into the toilets at

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