It was Thursday, March 31st, we were sitting at our table minding our business when a flying ranch-covered weenie soared through the air and hit our table. Before we knew it an army of Ranch covered weenies were targeted towards us. Lululemon, Lunchboxes, Sweatshirts, and more were stained of the weenie ranch juices. Scars so extreme not even oxy clean could tackle it. Then finally when matters couldn’t get worse, a banana dipped in ranch was thrown. Flying through the air we were all scared. It hit the middle of the table and the ranch stains flew to everyone’s lunchboxes. We don’t know what was the reason for the attack. But we do know the assassin. Gagging, Throwing up, Smelling of Ranch weenies, were just some of the extremes we were put through. Then the next day we were escorted to a different table in the ghetto part of the lunchroom by the trashcans. The biggest crime of it all. When we were the innocent victims. #JUSTICEFORTHEGIRLS