Today I attended a training on how to restrain students when they are having meltdowns and trying to hurt themselves or others (mainly me). The training was at an old school nearby, that is now only used for stuff like this.
In the classroom I was in, this sign caught my eye:
Loud screams. Hair standing on end. Freak Out.
It was staring at me right in the face. I was expecting a beige foam body shape, not friggin' Bride of Chucky. It was awful!