But oh no, I have proof that Betsy was a pretty cruel person. One day, I was working on a little letter holder out of wood. I had to use the jigsaw, which is a scary thing in my opinion. Since my hands are smaller than most, I had to hold wood a certain way that was closer to the blade. Plus, the machine is very loud, and I hate loud noises. So, I was needless to say, tense while working with this machine and doing my best not to get my fingers clipped by the running blade. I guess Betsy needed something from me, so she decided to scare the living daylights out of me by slapping a hand to my shoulder to get my attention. I ended up breaking the blade on the jigsaw because I had jerked the wood to the right. And I also ruined my project, which I covered in red paint and glue. She was laughing while I was furious. I could have gotten hurt because she wasn’t thinking. What if I did hurt my hand? I bet she would laugh anyway. I’ll be