Talk:Salamander/@comment-96.32.109.252-20160216000541/@comment-27550231-20160216012336

OK... hmmm... sixth grade, I was a fat little lard of a kid back then and I was definately a coward back then, also I wouldn't have any weapons because I followed the rules to a fault. SOOO, taking that in mind count me in as scared and horny. So! I scream for help and try to break through the wall of people. Due to my larger mass I fall on them and thus collapse the wall of people. I then stumble my way up and run with tears in my eyes to the office or any adult that I would deem compitent to actually do something about a knife weilding student. Yup. That's an accurate depiction of what I would do. Oh, and I would tell my mom if I managed to make it home.