Buzz·Posted on Oct 16, 2015This Is The Worst Thing I Ever DidA story in 36 tweets.by Isaac FitzgeraldBuzzFeed StaffLinkFacebookPinterestTwitterMail Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Here's the worst thing I ever did. 02:52 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Or at least the bad thing I've done that's stuck with me the longest. Like, I've broken a lot of laws and done very dumb things, but this... 02:54 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald This is the thing that haunts me. That still rattles around in my skull. 02:54 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald And it's been on my mind a lot recently because I had to tell the story to @summeranne and more recently @theferocity for this work thing. 02:55 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald But this is it. 02:55 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald When I was in middle school I was a whole mess of emotions (as we all were) & shit wasn't going to rad at home but that's neither nor there. 02:56 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald I hung out with a lot of older kids (our regional middle school was combined with the regional high school because it was rural-as-fuck). 02:58 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald I had a job at a small package store that I'd steal packs of cigarettes from and then would sell loosies out of my locker. 03:00 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald I got along with folks. I wasn't popular, but I wasn't unpopular and the older kids I'd do drugs with watched out for me. 03:01 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Sorta treated me like a mascot. 03:01 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald By 8th grade I'd figured a few things out. I was 13 & knew playing a sport was a good way to stay out of trouble while getting into trouble. 03:02 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald So I ran track and sold my cigarettes and tried to stay out of my house and liked having a good time. 03:04 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald One day, I was at my locker. The bell rang but I was usually late to class so I didn't pay it any mind. 03:05 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald The halls were mostly already empty as teachers began to close the doors to their classrooms. 03:05 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald As I turned from my locker I saw this one kid, Jean-Paul, come tearing down the hallway. Books clasped tight to his chest, his legs pumping. 03:06 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald And that's how Jean-Paul always was. He was always running to class or wherever he needed to be. Shirt buttoned up to the top button. 03:07 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Khakis. Like he was dressed for church. 03:07 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Jean-Paul wasn't a popular kid, but I didn't dislike him. We'd probably exchanged hellos a few times. I had no malice towards him. 03:10 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald But I was having a shit day. I don't remember what had happened. Probably something loud and painful at home. Something worth forgetting. 03:11 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald So as he ran by, his books clutched to his chest, the hallway empty as doors closed, I stuck out my foot. 03:15 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald My ankle connected with his and he crashed down into the floor, his chin striking the green tiles as his books and papers flew everywhere. 03:16 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald I looked up and made eye contact with my Science teacher, whose hand was on the doorknob to the door for his classroom. 03:17 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald He had grey hair in a sharp crewcut. I don't remember his name but I remember his eyes. Blue like the ocean looks in places where it's warm. 03:19 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald He was my coach on the track and field team. He was a teacher. I was ready for him to start yelling. To send me to the principal's office. 03:21 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Instead, a smirk crept across his face as he broke eye contact with me and looked down at Jean-Paul, and then brought his eyes back to mine. 03:24 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald His smirk became a full-blown smile as he nodded at me and then closed the door to his classroom, turning to teach his students. 03:26 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald The hallway was empty, save me, still at my locker, and Jean-Paul, who was looking at the closed door where the teacher had just been. 03:29 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Tears started to well up in his eyes as he began to crawl around on his hands and knees, gathering up his papers. He didn't once look at me. 03:31 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald I couldn't believe the teacher hadn't done anything. I was immediately ashamed. Devastated. I noticed Jean-Paul's chin was bleeding. 03:33 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald I bent over and began to help pick up his books and papers. 03:33 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald "NO!" 03:34 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald Jean-Paul's voice echoed through the empty hallway, bouncing off the shit-brown lockers and the shit-green tiles. 03:34 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald "NO! You don't get to help me." 03:35 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald He left a few papers on the ground as he stood up, using only his knees, his books once again clutched to his chest. 03:36 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald He took off running down the hall. He didn't once look at me. 03:37 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite Isaac Fitzgerald @IsaacFitzgerald And that's the worst thing I ever did. 03:37 AM - 09 Oct 2015 Reply Retweet Favorite So, what's the worst thing you've ever done?