My "Sixth Grade Experience"

Okay, so about me. My story with tourettes starts in kindergarten, with a teacher named Mrs. Gibbs. At the time I had a really bad eye tic, rolling my eyes, and it was getting hard to hide it. Now being 5, naturally I had no idea that I had Tourettes, and figured that it was normal. That is until my teacher started to tell me to stop rolling my eyes at her. That's when my mom told me that I had Tourettes, and I've had school trouble ever since. This year though, has been horrible. Those of you with tourettes out there know that when someone asks you to stop ticcing it only gets worse, I got to experience that firsthand. But first, this is to get you to understand the kind of teacher she is. Around the middle of the school year, I had and still have a bad hissing tic, and some of the students were mocking me. So I asked my Language Arts teacher if I could move seats. Now I explained Tourettes to her and she claimed to have already known all about it, but she sure didn't show it. I had told her before I didn't want to conference with any student about it, and yet she still made me do it. She sat me down with the kids who were mocking me, and tried to get me to tell them all about my tics. But luckily I was able to pursuade her to not make me tell them and she let me go. A few weeks later and something happens again. We are taking the Sat tests, and I am trying to suppress my tics as much as possible when lone behold, my teacher walks up to my desk, puts her hand on my by, and asks me to stop ticcing. Like I said before, it only gets worse. She made me feel so bad that after a lot of talking with the school, I dropped out. I only had 14 days of school left though. So here I am, writing this blog, every day is a new entry...Till next I write, see ya.