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In middle school, my father once walked me to school (literally inside the classroom) and picked me up dressing up as a clown for a whole week. I was crying in anger on the first day. He said if I keep what I'm doing, he'll walk me for another week.

This was after he found out (I dunno how) I was cutting some classes and being a total b**** to a couple classmates. I had early social skills and was already an extrovert, popular girl that made friends very easily. I would take advantage of that by isolating those level below me (I made a girl cried once; ironically we would later on become good friends) with my group of friends. It felt like a power trip at that moment.

Honestly, I admit a prolonged lecture wasn't going to do it. I was probably going to say ''ok, dad'' and then go back to doing the same thing. Afterwards, I pretty much focused on school and learned to use those skills in a different way; motivating others and sometimes stepping in if someone was getting picked on.