Drop

When I was in class 5th, I remember that I lost my temper at my classmate. He first started teasing me. Then I beat him with a wooden duster. This fight was most embarrassing and after school hours our Principal had told us that unless our parents reach we could not go home. We both silently stood outside the room of the Principal and we both felt sorry. Then our mothers came and then they both shouted at us. His mother blamed him for the fight and my mother blamed me for the fight. That day we both realized that at that small age we both lost our temper which was the worst thing that we could have done. From that day we felt so embarrassed while talking with each other but now this incident has completed its 9 years and we both do not meet with each other because we changed our schools.