Some kid named Shawn in kindergarden. He'd manipulate me into showing him my arm by saying "I'm wanna show you something cool! Give me your arm." Being curious, I'd do it and he's give me an Indian rub burn. Later, in first grade, he went on to convince me his thing of chapstick was a bomb and he was going to blow up the entire school and kill everybody. I remember I screamed and cried and told him not to do it, because all the teachers and my friends and his friends and I would die. No one came to the rescue for a long time, and when a teacher finally did come over she merely scolded him for saying such things and told me I was being silly. I think the kid deserved a much worse punishment than he got, whether he was 6-years-old or not. I think other kids also liked to manipulate me as a kid....guess I looked like an easy target since I was melancholic and alone all the time.