Name: Brett
Ages: 6

It was just a normal day when my grandma, who lived a mile 
away, was taking me to daycare. I got out and was off to the 
daycare center. They put me in a room with a group of other 
kids my age. These kids knew me and they like to play around 
with me, so the the teacher made me play haircut as a joke. 
I got in the fake barber chair and a girl named Hilary was 
the barber. They put long yarn hair on me and started 
cutting it. After awhile I was tired of it and told Hilary, 
"I want up" and she said no. She held me down and I pushed 
her and she fell down and cried. the teachers were very 
angry, on account I had done this type of stuff before. They 
put me in timeout by the teacher's desk and I sat there. 
Hilary and some other girls poked me and laughed while in 
timeout, so I threw a pencil at them. the teacher said stop 
and I did it again anyway. They said, "settle down, and stop 
acting like a toddler." So I said stop when they put their 
hands on me. Then my teacher, who was skinny and white, Ms. 
Anderson picked me up in a toddler position and took me out 
in the hall. All the kids watched as she put me down in the 
hall and said "don't move!" and then went to go talk to the 
lady in the next room over with the 7-8 year-olds. She was 
saying stuff and I couldn't hear, and they both came only 
and ms. Anderson picked me up, toddler-style again, and we 
walked down to the other rooms at the end of the hall, the 
baby rooms. She walked with me up to the Crib room for 8 
months - 1 1/2 years old. She opened the top door thing, and 
left the bottom one closed so the toddlers couldn't get out. 
She started talking to the lady. "What's the problem, 
Nancy?" which was her first name. "Brett here is being a 
bad, bad boy, and needs a behavior adjustment, he is acting 
like a toddler, and I think he needs to be diapered." When I 
heard that, I was trying to get away as fast as I could. She 
opened up the room and let Ms. Anderson in. The other 
teacher was behind her, and they walked over to the changing 
table with me. It had a big rainbow with a smiley face under 
it. She laid me down and tried to take off my pants, but I 
wouldn't let her. I wasn't about to be diapered!!! So 
finally she outdid me and snapped off my pants and white 
undies. She took out a fresh white diaper with Barney on the 
front and tried to get it on me. She couldn't, and she tried 
and tried. The other teacher said, "here, let me try," and 
she tried and almost got it on a couple times, but never 
could. Then a big buff black lady came in and offered and 
she had done this plenty of times, and the first try she put 
that diaper right on my butt! Then she took me off the 
changing table as I cried and placed me in a crib. She 
stacked my pants and undies in a cubby. I was in here for a 
while, until the end of the day. I was placed in that crib 
in just a t-shirt and diaper. So then I fell asleep. Later I 
was awake and was still dry. She placed me in a high chair 
with all the other babies and fed me baby food after she 
placed a bib on me. After I finished I needed to go, and 
asked if I could use the restroom, and she said, "you are 
wearing it," so I held it, and finally I just wet my diaper. 
She placed me on the changing table, and changed me with 
powder and wipes. I was like a helpless little baby. Then 
later my dad picked me up and spanked me after the principal 
told what I did.

THE END