I had an English teacher accuse me of plagiarism on a hand-written, in-class essay in 2001. The god damn guidance counselor even sided with her. I was so pissed, I peeled out in the school parking lot, got pulled over by the SRO, and then the SRO sided with her.

I just googled her hoping I could find her obit but unfortunately, no luck.

I used to write good, but I kinda started hating it since that. Like, that was a turning point in my education, and I'll never forget it. Why do I try, so fucking hard, only for teachers to accuse me of cheating? So I started dumbing down my work and not trying so much, and giving several fewer fucks. It worked well until I developed early-onset senioritis towards the end of junior year.