One of the worst. Everything has been going well-- why this out of nowhere?
He was kicking my legs, stepping on my feet, and cursing at me. And a lot of, "me hate you!"
After a few minutes of wrestling with him I finally forced him on his seat, and buckled him in tight.
I handed Hayden his hat and left his backpack behind the bus driver, to prevent him from potentially emptying its contents and throwing them.
I feel bad for him, whatever he is going through that I clearly can't figure out. And I feel just as bad, that I couldn't simply pull him off the bus, skip work, and agree to stay home with him until he calmed down. I hate all of this.
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