Inspired by @nathanveshecco
  1. I was 11.
  2. The year was 2004.
  3. I was in 4th grade.
  4. My only memory from this year is this:
  5. I had a hard boiled egg with me in our classroom.
  6. Mrs. Albertson was talking to Unnamed Grownup somewhere else.
  7. I was enjoying my hard boiled egg.
  8. And then I was very much not enjoying my hard boiled egg.
  9. Because I was choking on my hard boiled egg.
  10. I ran around the room trying to find a trash can.
  11. I disposed of the hard boiled egg.
  12. Nobody helped me, nobody asked if I was okay.
  13. Not even Mrs. Albertson.
  14. And that was the day I became an independent young woman.