Rate my confession: In 4th grade, when the guy who sat next to me went to sit down, I pulled his chair out so he would miss and fall. He fell, hit his head, and got hurt. It was honestly hilarious. The teacher knew, loved, and trusted me. I was a teacher's pet. Everyone in class told her I did it, but I swore I didn't. She believed me. I never told that guy or the teacher that it was me all along...anyways, he got a girl pregnant in high school & left her so he sucks anyways.