One time my friend and I planned to go fishing after school. The bell rang and I ran out to my car because I wanted to get going. I started it and was waiting, but I noticed no one was leaving the school. Then I noticed there was a kid standing right out front of the front doors holding a pair of scissors up against his neck, crying. I waited for like 5 minutes and eventually go pissed, since it was starting to get windy and I wanted to get out on the lake while it was calm. I could see my friend Erik standing behind the doors inside the school, but no one was coming out. The only person outside was the school counselor trying to convince the kid not to kill himself. I pulled my car up in front of the school and motioned for Erik to get the hell out here so we could go. We just came strolling out and said "Don't let them give you any shit" to the kid who had the scissors to his neck. then we went fishing.