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Hey! A (or Aei) here. My caretaker, Arty, made this post. Without further adu, here’s what they wrote.

Hi! I’m Arty. I’m in the band in my middle school. For this semester, our usual director is on maternity leave, so we have a substitute. I have two logged entries of this, and I’ll let those logs do the talking (despite the only entries not bring the first instances of the sub making me feel unsafe). I’ll replace the sub’s name with “the sub”, obviously.

09/25/2025 – I had set my belongings that I was carrying (the spine of a while binder which the cover had broken off of and that had papers and a pencil pouch in it) and a small Hello Kitty notepad/journal) underneath a seat and walked away to either get my water bottle or socialize for the few minutes before instruction. When I returned to the back of the room and looked under the seat, both the broken binder and the journal had disappeared. I later found them both underneath the chair on the opposite end, though for the few minutes it took I was in tears and utterly panicked because the Hello Kitty journal has account credentials and other important information for a side project I am involved with that I wish not to be associated with directly. As the sub came up to me and told me off for my upset, I tried to explain that there were personal passwords in one of the missing items. I did end up interrupting the sub, but he also seemed to be acting irrationally both as he told me off for my fear and as he cut me off after I had managed to state that cyber security was involved in my concerns.

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09/26/2025 – I had set my backpack beside the door, in its usual place, relieved that there were clear instructions on the board for today (but upset that the seating arrangement had been changed for the third time). I read the board, which said to get our Essential Elements band books out. Genuinely believing that I would need my band book, I looked in my backpack only to see that mine was missing. I was in tears, overwhelmed and desperately searching for it (even looking in the lost and found box in the room). I headed to the back of the new arrangement, still anxious, and a fellow percussionist asked me why I was crying. Having been muttering the same question, “Where is my band book?” over and over again, and with how I was desperately searching after reading the board and looking in my backpack, I thought the reason was pretty obvious. I guess I reached my limit, because I snapped at the boy, stating that he “would know if he was paying attention!” This was a percussionist that had teased me purely for an angry reaction before and gotten away scot-free many times before with the sub around. The sub walked up to me moments later and told me, in front of the whole class, that he had “talked to the assistant principal” and that I would have to visit his office if I “c[ame] into the room looking for trouble again.” My concerns were never addressed when I tried bringing it up, and, as it turns out, I didn’t even need my band book.

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Additionally, I have a comment on the latter entry stating that on Tuesday the next week, I was informed that there was what I’ll call a ‘percussionist band book lost and found,’ meaning that THE MELTDOWN WAS PREVENTABLE.

So, AITA for logging this and researching how to report this and what could happen as a result?

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