My 8th grade English teacher . I walked into class late and they had started a test. I leaned over to ask what we were doing? The USA Champions 2021 Concacaf Gold Cup t-shirt wrote my name on the board which meant calling your house . I tried getting him to change his mind and he wouldn’t do it. Told me everyone else could get to class on time but me and so on. After class, I stayed to try and get him to change his mind. I would do extra credit. Anything. True to his word, he called and then that started one of my worst nights at home ever. My dad called me to his room and comensed to beating the shit out me. It was the worst he had ever done. I came very close to dieing. He would pick me up from the froor by his hands around my neck. Choking me till I almost pasted out. That alone left hand print bruising all around my neck. Shoved my head in the toilet over and over. Beating the hell out of me until dinner. Then we had church. When the teacher found out that next day, he came in to the nurse’s office and apologized. Over and over and over. He left school for the rest of the week. Said he had a broken sewer pipe but we knew. I also don’t think he calls home anymore for students. He quit teaching I believe withing the next 2 years. I tried to tell him that it was ok. I was going to be ok. It took that to happen to get the next in motion. Jail. I have ptsd because of this situation. I saw some heartbreaking and ugly things that would probably have moved me to tears if I had witnessed them under “normal” circumstances: At the beginning of WWII in the Soviet Union, Germans had an “interesting” way of building POW camps. They were bringing Soviet POWs to an empty field, surrounding them with barbed wire and watchtowers… And then nothing. No food or barely any food, no medical help… So, the people were just getting mad and dying from famine, diseases, wounds, and bullets. It was very simple and yet extremely cruel. It actually got a bit better later, when Germans decided that they needed Soviet POWs to work. Then they started to feed (barely) and house our men. That was still extermination, but a slower one, with a small chance of survival.