True story.... In 8th grade in the fall of '07, me being the dumb 14-year-old I was, I would make an excuse to go to the bathroom to write graffiti on the wall.... I wrote some pretty nasty stuff, not even just swearing but saying stuff like "I hate (n word) they all need to die!" (Which, of course, I never actually meant; I was just bored and wanted to have a little fun.
Little did I know, this would catch up fast.... There was one day we all had to go back to our homerooms and write down a sentence.... I was completely oblivious to what was going on, until the following day, we had to go to the gym for a meeting on what happened (unfortunately, when **** like this went on, we all had to have a huge meeting in the gym). There was a police officer there discussing what was going on, and I'm just thinking "Oh ****.... I'm in deep ****." I remember just feeling hot and scared since I knew it was me and they'd probably recognize my handwriting from the sentence I wrote..... But lucky for me.... They never found out it was me.

it was a huge relief.
I know one kid got expelled because he wrote on the bathroom wall that he was threatening to bring a bomb on 9/11 when I was in 10th grade 2 years later.... There were police with dogs out and we had to get our bags checked... Guess some apples just get unlucky there.