I do have a GED now though. Got it last year. But when I was a young student I decided to stop going to school. Just before the 12th grade. These are the reasons that I stopped going to school.
#10 Grades

My parents are absolute demons when it comes to results, they will yell at you and punish you for having C, A GODDAMN C. They will do everything to find a reason to punish me. C is the equal score for the gods! I give all the A and my mom was never pleased. But when I was in the 5th grade I got an F. My mom yelled, “KONTRIBUTOR!! Why do you have an F in Chinese Social studies?!?!” I said,” But mom, you were the one who brought me into Chinese social studies.”
When parents meet in a parent-teacher conference, they get angry at how many points the kids get. For example, I went to an evening with the teacher and told him the results of my blood test. He was pretty bad about it. Hey, there’s something worse at schools, maybe the ones in Kentucky, and it’s called a SUSPENSION, or maybe something else. That’s what happens when you don’t have access to school when it’s suspended, but it’s SCHOOL DAY. Damn it all.
#9 Math

I wish math was not a subject. So I never get all As. I know there are jobs that require math skills, but I won’t ever be working in them. Math in grade 7 is almost useless. This is the only classroom where I get homework. They expect you to do up to 3 things at a time. Simple math is required (money, love, ratios, etc.). But after that, the math you get will be very boring and very difficult. Because of the lack of school systems, mathematics was the last resort, and the term “mathematics” was coined. There is no point in having a math teacher beat a student to death. That is something I’ve seen happen too many times.
I really hate math, and if you don’t want to be an engineer, you just need to add, subtract, multiply and divide. God, math homework is the most. Children spend at least half an hour every night in class asking questions because they haven’t had time to learn yet! One more thing I hate is that my teachers loved to gather kids into a large room and ask them questions about math. If the student got the wrong answer, the teacher would pull out a gun and shoot them dead. This was when I went to 4th grade in Romania. I don’t know why they did this because I didnt know any of the language. Of course, this is more important, but in reality, I’m just waiting for the day that I should use 53x t = 3642 in my daily life. They take out my passions, my art, my music and replace it with math. I just hate damn MATH.
#8 School Was Boring

Oh, why do they send us to these ridiculous places called scools! In 6th and 7th grade we would be there for seventeen hours of the day. Then, after school, they tortured us with insults, which means the education department is trying to stress us with that stupid job! We took the position of accepting our impending death every Monday to Friday, and we took it very seriously! Oh, my teachers had decided to host a UFC-style combat on Saturdays for the kids! Only four kids died! Then during the autumn and winter break and spring break, they sent us to these labor camps. In first grade all we did at these camps was sew clothing together, every day. Then after that, in August, the teacher invited us to go to a factory to make clothes even more. I was dumbfounded, I didn’t go to school for almost a year.
School always reminded me of illness and death. I’m currently thinking about what I might have done to benefit from this unfair approach in my personal life. School made me very sad, but more than that, it made me feel my organs were often closed. Sometimes I needed to keep my eyes open to avoid falling asleep. High school then turned my heart into a raisin. I was so bored that I swallowed ta whole bottle of medicine, went to the hospital and lay there for two weeks. I just took a chance to die and failed.
#7 The School Bus

I hate it so much! I just have to wake up at 6:10 in the morning to get onto this gigantic bus. When the bus driver goes to jail, I have to see the people I hate. Then I spent 17 hours learning a lesson that would never be useful in real life. Then I was sent home and spend 5-6 hours on a bus! In second grade? Are you Serious ?! First, you get up in the morning to put me on a bus like a locked animal for several hours. How many hours will you last then ?! I really hate everyone who makes busses a living hell! Hope they all rot in hell!
Whoever designed the school bus, I hate you. Also, if you spend 5 minutes on one you might die. Your bus driver will go crazy and require you to sit alone at the beginning of the month. I hate you for being the bus driver.
#6 Mondays

Waking up on a Monday makes you hate that you need to finish a math project so your crazy math teacher won’t give humiliate you and make your classmates hate you. It’s correct! After watching TV on a quiet Sunday night and finishing the ice cream, you have a great feeling and go to bed and say, “I’m in jail. This is my life for the next eight years. I hate life.”
If you go to school that day, it is the worst day of the week. It’s time for another unlucky, bottomless day on Monday. Not surprisingly, they change clothes early on Saturdays. Because it has a routine every day. It hurts me to run away from home just because of this suffering. All we want to do is have a nice sunny day, but I hate Monday because you have to go to an evil school without a guide, because you work harder than ever. And your classmates will outnumber you.
#5 Tests

Once I made the mistake of not saying “done”. ONLY ONE MISTAKE! So my teacher was so upset I didn’t do what I had to do, so I said, “Look in my face!” That face really raises my temperature. So what do you assume? He made me late when I got to the next class. Like COME ON! I can’t tell you how to leave an iPad and go to the next class. The teacher usually doesn’t want to leave, but NO! By the next class time, I was very late. Thank God, my teacher told me what to do. Yes, TRY EVERYTHING IN YOUR COURSE!
The test isn’t about how much you’ve learned! It’s about how good your memory is! We are not iPhones, not all of them have the same amount of storage! Plus, as a so-called “stupid” person, I’ve always had unrealistic high expectations of myself since childhood. I have tried several times to bring it down with no success. Because of this, I am very worried about the test results. I don’t want numbers or letters to describe self-esteem. If I did something worse than I thought, but I don’t want to do anything but bully, I should try not to break up in class. The tests destroyed my self-esteem and caused anxiety.
#4 Teachers

My worst teachers were my kindergarten and junior teachers. Once, I was pushed down a hill during a break, and I fell onto the sidewalk. I cried, and my kindergarten teacher screamed for me to stop pretending to be a kid. That year she made many people in my class cry. My first grade teacher wasn’t getting better either. At some point, she would be more than happy and start yelling at kids that they are no good. I’m sure he’s bipolar. One morning we were taking pictures, and she didn’t know how to smile properly, so she yelled and summoned her falcon to attack us. I hated her class so much, I pretended to be sick a few times.
Many times I was embarrassed by the science and math teachers in front of the class and got cursed. I was very hungry during class so we did a stupid test, and I decided to take an apple from the big jar my science teacher kept at the back of the classroom. I was so hungry I couldn’t wait to eat an apple, and my science teacher glared at me and asked if we had eaten in class. And while I ate, I pointed to the trash can, which I didn’t want to do while eating that stupid fruit. I threw it away anyhow. My techer shouted: “ЗОРИЛГОТОЙ!” and we went to lunch. I was so hungry, but my science teacher told me to walk into an apple exploding. I’m really crazy! I hate such teachers!
#3 Other Students

Most of the kids in my public school were disgusting and angry as hell. They spit, yell, swear in every sentence, deliberately defecate on desks, dodge, tell dirty jokes, laugh, joke about everything, even joke about mental illness. or a psychological, depressing act (which you think makes you “cold”), writing inappropriate things on the bathroom counter, playing loud, annoying music during class at unnecessary times (like “We are all in gangs” or “I love flossing”). Whenever they are politely asked to stop their bad behavior, they’ll simply be rude and disgusting. It is just unbearable.
When I was in 3rd grade, there were a lot of kids who spoke during a movie! They harassed my best friend in a classroom, and they treated my friend badly. I begged them not to go on. A few kids were being evaluated by Harry Potter. I hate JK Rowling and her books, and one of my classmates wanted me to dress up like Hermione. I was like “SERVICE YOUR AGE” but not so noisy. Some kids in my class said C words when some were just 8 or 9 years old! HOW IS IT Possible? Some girls speak in a childish voice! A girl bullied me for no reason. They used to laugh at the fart that I made, but then my classmates made a fake fart that makde me angry. Only the teacher can keep me healthy!
#2 The Bully

I recall this girl in 6th grade. She turned towards my desk and started mocking me for bleeding everywhere. In math class, she screamed, “Don’t talk to him, he’s shedding blood everywhere.” I sat at the same table as her because I had to. They always complained about the classroom and tried to use me as a computer there. A crying, blood-soaked computer. It sucked, especially since they were all stupid celebrity girls. I remember how embarrassed I was and complained to my friend, “I can’t work with her, she keeps collecting my blood.” In the end, I decided to tell the teacher. The teacher asked the girls in class if they were bothered by me bleeding everywhere. That crazy girl always loved drinking blood. I was scared because I thought the girl who bullied me would go crazy about it and try to hurt me more. Obviously the girl she did, she always liked drinking all that blood.
That girl ruined my life and the lives of hundreds of others. She craved blood and I wasn’t the only one. At first I thought she was a vampire, but it turns out that she was actually a leech. I really, really hated it when she would slice upon another student, drink their blood, and say that it tasted better than mine. Also, she would spread false information about me and I don’t have enough friends to tell everyone who is lying. She would say my blood tasted like AB positive, but I know I’m O negative. School was like torture to me because I had to spend all day with people who drove me crazy.
#1 Homework

Schools are built by the government to brainwash children into robots for fear of society and the government. The government wants us to be robots instead of free, intelligent, free-thinking people, so school doesn’t make you any smarter or better. Teachers do not entertain the students but give us homework, giving us useless information that is not used in everyday life. Children spontaneously combust due to excessive stress, lack of free time and rest. They just catch on fire. School doesn’t prepare you for life, but society does not teach thinking skills and ways of life.






























