I was sitting in my class, and it was math time. Mr. Smith was sitting at his desk, while we were working on an addition worksheet, something as easy as ten times ten. I had to go to the bathroom, and when I walked out of the room, I was met by two armed police officers wearing bulletproof vests and earpieces. I was escorted the fifteen feet to the bathroom while one officer went in with his hand on his gun to clear the room. The other officer stood out there with me as I waited to go to the bathroom. I walked in, expecting to be alone, but the two officers came in with me and stood next to the stall door. I was really uncomfortable, so I tried to sneak out. They caught me and brought me back to wash my hands. We went back to the classroom, and I walked in confused.