Think I lost trust in people in first school, left my M.A.S.K motorbike toy on the coat hook bench outside a class room, after class it was gone. 2nd incident, won some sunglasses in a lucky dip, loved them, used to sleep with them under my pillow, one day a classmate asked to borrow them, after some time I asked for them back, she refused, teacher got involved but she told the teacher they were hers and the teacher believed her, she spent the rest of the lesson snapping the lenses into little pieces, at the end of the lesson she gave the remains back. Really feel like I’d be a completely different person were it not for this formative experience