Good story but Ive also been bullied awhole lot and I have to say you overreacted. Just cause you have the ability to beat someone up even if its a jerk doesnt make it right. You shoulv have went to jail for that assault. You should consider yourself lucky the cop let you off and not consider it a victory cause it wasnt.
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I used to be bullied, until they realized I didn't care. Then they all started to think of me very neutrally, and a few years later I cut my hair short (not that it was very long before) and did other things and became "that guy that was really awkward and quiet but really isn't so bad now".
I got bullied a bit in elementary school. The guy who did it lived on my street but I never saw him because I never really played outside by that point (YAY! Super Nintendo!)
Anyway, I told my mom and step-dad about it and he (my Step-Dad) and I walked up to the kid's house. My Step-Dad threatened to beat up the kid's dad and after that, the bullying ended!
That's about all I've got though. In High School I kept a low, LOW profile so I was generally left alone.
Anyway, I told my mom and step-dad about it and he (my Step-Dad) and I walked up to the kid's house. My Step-Dad threatened to beat up the kid's dad and after that, the bullying ended!
That's about all I've got though. In High School I kept a low, LOW profile so I was generally left alone.
I used to cop a bit of shit for being small in high school but it never went anywhere. I went to a private international school where most of the people were limp dick rich kids who were born with a silver spoon up their ass. I had gone to a public school in Australia in primary school so I had a slightly tougher upbringing in my early years. On the odd occassion when someone was giving me shit I'd come back with a smart ass comeback (which in hindsight probably was unnecessarily harsh sometimes) and people would threaten to hit me or something. I used to just look them dead in the eye and say "go ahead, no one's looking so I'm sure you'll be fine". I think a guy half their size that didn't back down was un-nerving or something cos nothing ever happened... Though it helped that I've done martial arts for most of my life so if something ever did it would have been over quickly.
Well I'm only gonna tell you my most recent event with bullies... (As I have far to many to list)
Okay so the guy who is one of those idiots who drives a ford falcon about 50-100 clicks over the speed limits who thinks he's all "hard." Anyway he goes and tries to do something stupid to me. (during physics when I'm sitting down trying to do my work) And then I tell him that: "he is going to kill him self and he is a complete waste of space to humanity." Then he punches me in the jaw (badly). Then I tell him that the last guy who punched me in the face (who was a trained boxer) punched better. Then he got really annoyed and asked me to repeat myself (so I did). And then he punched me in the eye. Meanwhile I am still sitting down and he is standing up trying to look tough. With my friends laughing at him (yes this did happen).
Anyway he is then dragged of by one of my mate in the Rugby team. Then he thinks it would be a good idea to go and swear at the teacher when the teacher asked him what happend. He then gets suspended and when his suspension expires two days latter; he comse back with his hand in a bandage with the sergeon telling him that its brocken.
Man I like my head
Okay so the guy who is one of those idiots who drives a ford falcon about 50-100 clicks over the speed limits who thinks he's all "hard." Anyway he goes and tries to do something stupid to me. (during physics when I'm sitting down trying to do my work) And then I tell him that: "he is going to kill him self and he is a complete waste of space to humanity." Then he punches me in the jaw (badly). Then I tell him that the last guy who punched me in the face (who was a trained boxer) punched better. Then he got really annoyed and asked me to repeat myself (so I did). And then he punched me in the eye. Meanwhile I am still sitting down and he is standing up trying to look tough. With my friends laughing at him (yes this did happen).
Anyway he is then dragged of by one of my mate in the Rugby team. Then he thinks it would be a good idea to go and swear at the teacher when the teacher asked him what happend. He then gets suspended and when his suspension expires two days latter; he comse back with his hand in a bandage with the sergeon telling him that its brocken.
Man I like my head
I was bullied a lot in high school for a myriad of reasons, I kept to a small circle of friends, I didn't talk to girls much, and I took part in 'uncool' activities. At the time I was in competitive gymnastics, so I had a wiry strength that most people did not foresee.
I was helping clean up after a game of dodgeball when one of the new students (his and my schools merged) who had taken a liking to picking on the smaller guys, like me, decided to have an extra 'overtime' with me. He had been antagonizing me with chronic name calling, and shoving in the halls, and I was having a hard time coping (I was in a bad place then), so when he picked a fight with me in the gym I couldn't handle it, he was pretty shocked that he got such a volatile reaction out of me, so I was able to get off the first hit, the only hit, the guy toppled from a well delivered running haymaker to his nose (which is still crooked). By the time the guy could see again our gym teacher had dragged him (literally) and me (figuratively) to his office. The guy was sent home and I got a two day suspension, followed by the remainder of the week in-school (him starting the 'fight' was witnessed by a full gym class, he had it coming)
He left me alone the rest of the year, and I have since grown up a lot, that was my last fight in six years. I actually ran into an old class mate of mine, we had fought all the time (not that he was a bully, we just did not get along) and we greeted each other in open arms, he had involved himself with a crowd that I would cross the street to get away from, but miraculously we were now friends. It's so funny when you don't realize how much people grown up, until you do
I was helping clean up after a game of dodgeball when one of the new students (his and my schools merged) who had taken a liking to picking on the smaller guys, like me, decided to have an extra 'overtime' with me. He had been antagonizing me with chronic name calling, and shoving in the halls, and I was having a hard time coping (I was in a bad place then), so when he picked a fight with me in the gym I couldn't handle it, he was pretty shocked that he got such a volatile reaction out of me, so I was able to get off the first hit, the only hit, the guy toppled from a well delivered running haymaker to his nose (which is still crooked). By the time the guy could see again our gym teacher had dragged him (literally) and me (figuratively) to his office. The guy was sent home and I got a two day suspension, followed by the remainder of the week in-school (him starting the 'fight' was witnessed by a full gym class, he had it coming)
He left me alone the rest of the year, and I have since grown up a lot, that was my last fight in six years. I actually ran into an old class mate of mine, we had fought all the time (not that he was a bully, we just did not get along) and we greeted each other in open arms, he had involved himself with a crowd that I would cross the street to get away from, but miraculously we were now friends. It's so funny when you don't realize how much people grown up, until you do
I had a... weird experience with bullying, on account of I never really understood /when/ I was being bullied.
You might think "well it's obvious when someone's being bullied, cause they're, you know, bullying you." But for me this was not the case. I'd been home schooled for a few years in grade school because the schools in the area were all frankly shit.
However mom thought it would be good for me to do public school cause most of my friends did public school and socializing is good, even though we had a group of home school kids and we all got together and did fun things and whatnot. But anyway off to public school I went, having thus far never been bullied or even lightly teased by my home schooled peers. So when kids started making fun of me for my larger than normal vocabulary, and in general being ahead in the material, I didn't get what was going on. There was this one kid who kept calling me "college girl" in this really nasty way and I just kept wondering what she was on about. I also didn't understand why my parents were so distressed when I told them about it cause it wasn't painful for me to be teased. I just thought everyone else was being weird and ignored them.
Eventually I caught on to the fact that some of my peers didn't like me very much but by then I'd already learned to ignore them so I just kept on doing that. And since none of them were ever physically violent it just sort of rolled off of me. And that's when I learned the greatest trick ever for getting bullies to leave you alone.
Agree to everything they say! No seriously, it was the best thing ever.
"You're a nerd!"
"...Yes. And?"
"Er.. and you're ugly."
"Yes, And?"
"You're weird."
"Oh thanks for noticing, I was hoping someone would."
And they'd get frustrated and I'd go back to reading my book. No muss no fuss and the warm fuzzy feeling you get after defeating someone in a verbal duel.
You might think "well it's obvious when someone's being bullied, cause they're, you know, bullying you." But for me this was not the case. I'd been home schooled for a few years in grade school because the schools in the area were all frankly shit.
However mom thought it would be good for me to do public school cause most of my friends did public school and socializing is good, even though we had a group of home school kids and we all got together and did fun things and whatnot. But anyway off to public school I went, having thus far never been bullied or even lightly teased by my home schooled peers. So when kids started making fun of me for my larger than normal vocabulary, and in general being ahead in the material, I didn't get what was going on. There was this one kid who kept calling me "college girl" in this really nasty way and I just kept wondering what she was on about. I also didn't understand why my parents were so distressed when I told them about it cause it wasn't painful for me to be teased. I just thought everyone else was being weird and ignored them.
Eventually I caught on to the fact that some of my peers didn't like me very much but by then I'd already learned to ignore them so I just kept on doing that. And since none of them were ever physically violent it just sort of rolled off of me. And that's when I learned the greatest trick ever for getting bullies to leave you alone.
Agree to everything they say! No seriously, it was the best thing ever.
"You're a nerd!"
"...Yes. And?"
"Er.. and you're ugly."
"Yes, And?"
"You're weird."
"Oh thanks for noticing, I was hoping someone would."
And they'd get frustrated and I'd go back to reading my book. No muss no fuss and the warm fuzzy feeling you get after defeating someone in a verbal duel.
I haven't really had to deal with bullying since year seven, but throughout a good portion of primary school I often got picked on, beaten, the usual. Probably the worst part was that in my first primary school I actually hung out with the guys from whom I copped most of it. Admittedly not all of them were bad (I'm still good friends with two of them to this day), just the ones with all that classic school-yard power that no amount of workshops or teaching will ever abolish were the rotten ones. To paint a picture, in my last year they "kicked out" (even though there were only like six of us, but the main guy was on good terms with the real bullies of the grade) me and my autistic mate just because they disliked him (nicest guy you'd ever meet, gues they were just xenophobic) and I defended him. Aside from that I used to get kicked around, put down, my last year at that place was characterised by visits to the principal's office because I actually bothered to stand up for myself against the fairly hot-headed guy of our group (But I pride myself on at least making peace with him before I left. He was a pretty nice guy, just easily manipulated and had a fierce temper).
I left there in year 3, and while I only really had one friend (and there was only one major douchebag who used to just be a dick to me and him, but he had no friends) it was a helluvalot better than where I'd come from. As for high-school, when I was in year seven there was this one kid in my year who seemed to have it in for me from day 1. Had a bunch of cronies on his side, every day was just him insulting me for one reason or another, but my years of taking that crap paid off and after a few hellish first weeks of me trying to ignore it...well, while I'm not proud of how I retaliated (his mum died when he was pretty young, I smarmily said to him "At least I have a mum" after he was chewing me out loudly in front of the whole damn class...him and his cronies acted like I was the goddamn devil, nobody gave a shit about me) and I've gotta say, I haven't had any trouble with anyone there ever since. Hell, as a year we all get on scot free.
I left there in year 3, and while I only really had one friend (and there was only one major douchebag who used to just be a dick to me and him, but he had no friends) it was a helluvalot better than where I'd come from. As for high-school, when I was in year seven there was this one kid in my year who seemed to have it in for me from day 1. Had a bunch of cronies on his side, every day was just him insulting me for one reason or another, but my years of taking that crap paid off and after a few hellish first weeks of me trying to ignore it...well, while I'm not proud of how I retaliated (his mum died when he was pretty young, I smarmily said to him "At least I have a mum" after he was chewing me out loudly in front of the whole damn class...him and his cronies acted like I was the goddamn devil, nobody gave a shit about me) and I've gotta say, I haven't had any trouble with anyone there ever since. Hell, as a year we all get on scot free.
I've been on the top of the food chain since high school, but I did get bullied a bit in Middle School. I didn't deal very well with it, and now I deal with it (College at the moment) by reacting to offenses instantly and in greater force, but without making a big deal about it. Someone punches me in the arm? I punch them in the arm, really hard. But making it look effortless, so if they make a scene they look like pussies, but they avoid doing anything because they fear retribution, simple, beautiful, effective.
At an early age, I made it quite clear that bullies are not tolerated with me. Those who have tried, were quickly put down. One kid threw a punch, thinking "oh, he's a fatty, he can't fight for shit!" Boy was he wrong. Ended up retorting his swing with a dodge and a punch to the temple. Went down hard. Didn't get back up for a few minutes. I pointed at his friends. They got the message, and I was not even so much as called out for the rest of the school year. That was late elementary school. In Jr. High, I didn't have much issue. People thought I was gay, for some reason. That rumor-spreading was extinguished by faculty, though. In high school, I had no issues at all. I was actually quite well-liked.
i was bullied from Kindergarten to yr 10 it sucked. Dead animals shoved in my lock, People throw Rubbish bins at me, pull my hair and Endless name calling and smacks on the back of my head
so yeah school sucked. Tell my parents they tell me 'ignore them', yeah okay mum ill ignore the dead sheep stuffed in my locker and the smacks on the back of my head. went to a country school so there were lots of animals round.
so little backstory I suffer from Multiple personality disorder one being a Sadist [who i named Trezu] who hates humanity and hates how i don't do anything to defend myself or get payback. he hated how i did nothing to get back [i had NEVER hit any bully said anything to antagonise bullies].
i always told the teachers and my parents BUT . My teachers are like a book they can teach you stuff but won't discipline shit . My Parents always cared for themselves and were all busy with either 'Eating' or Work.
These persona's can sometimes take over and control me and what i say or do. but i didn't know that before the story.
okiee now onto the story
this kid was picking on me and Trezu [the persona] said 'Im sick of this' and it was like i fainted but still conscious and i could see Trezu taking over in a way. Anyway he beat the kid senseless in front of the teacher that did jack shit and the rest of the students. after hitting the kid a couple of time he was pulled of by other students.
The kid had a broken rib fractured Jaw, black eye, concussion and lost a couple of teeth. i was sent to the principals office Trezu said to him 'Look at you and your rules you don't even follow them yourself. your Slut of a daughter goes round and plays hooky and bullies other but you are too busy shoving the bible in other peoples faces to notice how shitty your school is'.
didn't get suspended thou. Didn't get arrested i say thats a win in my books.
EDIT forgot something:::: you would think that would stop people bullying me sadly i was heralded as some sort of demon [Heavily christen school]. so people tried to get me to get angry at them so i would beat the crap out of em.
the people in the class never spoke to me again and looked at me like i was a Murder. i would do it again a millionaire times over, i was told by others that i was a Freak.
But what i have seen of humankind i would rather be a freak then a human
so yeah school sucked. Tell my parents they tell me 'ignore them', yeah okay mum ill ignore the dead sheep stuffed in my locker and the smacks on the back of my head. went to a country school so there were lots of animals round.
so little backstory I suffer from Multiple personality disorder one being a Sadist [who i named Trezu] who hates humanity and hates how i don't do anything to defend myself or get payback. he hated how i did nothing to get back [i had NEVER hit any bully said anything to antagonise bullies].
i always told the teachers and my parents BUT . My teachers are like a book they can teach you stuff but won't discipline shit . My Parents always cared for themselves and were all busy with either 'Eating' or Work.
These persona's can sometimes take over and control me and what i say or do. but i didn't know that before the story.
okiee now onto the story
this kid was picking on me and Trezu [the persona] said 'Im sick of this' and it was like i fainted but still conscious and i could see Trezu taking over in a way. Anyway he beat the kid senseless in front of the teacher that did jack shit and the rest of the students. after hitting the kid a couple of time he was pulled of by other students.
The kid had a broken rib fractured Jaw, black eye, concussion and lost a couple of teeth. i was sent to the principals office Trezu said to him 'Look at you and your rules you don't even follow them yourself. your Slut of a daughter goes round and plays hooky and bullies other but you are too busy shoving the bible in other peoples faces to notice how shitty your school is'.
didn't get suspended thou. Didn't get arrested i say thats a win in my books.
EDIT forgot something:::: you would think that would stop people bullying me sadly i was heralded as some sort of demon [Heavily christen school]. so people tried to get me to get angry at them so i would beat the crap out of em.
the people in the class never spoke to me again and looked at me like i was a Murder. i would do it again a millionaire times over, i was told by others that i was a Freak.
But what i have seen of humankind i would rather be a freak then a human
This is basically the idea people had about me; except for some reason they thought I'd bring a baseball bat.kommando367 said:
Didn't stop people from bullying me though, but I rest easy knowing that most of them are now in prison. Feels good to still be the better man.
Elementary school I was a very nice girl. However my love of Lord of the Rings and James Bond was NOT accepted by some people. They keep bugging and bugging me, one in particular would call me "Boy -----", so I beat him in the face with a tree branch >.> Not my most civil moment.
I was the weird quiet kid that always loved books and basically lived in them til my senior year of highschool. I was bullied a lot. I never really knew why. When I came out of my shell, it got worse. From people breaking into my locker, to having my car and books vandalized, it happened. I knew who was the "ring leader," and walked up to him while he was in his circle of white trash friends, dragged him out in a head lock without so much as a word and left him with a broken nose.
He was too embarrassed to tell the staff he was beaten by the scrawny, pale, nerdy kid.
No idea how I had that kind of luck, but he's gone to prison since and I've never been bothered again.
He was too embarrassed to tell the staff he was beaten by the scrawny, pale, nerdy kid.
No idea how I had that kind of luck, but he's gone to prison since and I've never been bothered again.
I wouldn't call it bullying, more... Annoyances. Did people hit me? Yeah, kind of. On the arm, and it didn't particularly hurt nor do I think there was any intention of harm. I don't think I've ever been called names, but that might just be due to my shitty memory.
You would think I would be a prime target, too. I'm the smart assiest smart ass to ever smart ass my school. But somehow, I think that worked to my advantage. I think it's because I knew when to keep my mouth shut, but also knew when to make bullies laugh. Probably what kept me alive so far.
You would think I would be a prime target, too. I'm the smart assiest smart ass to ever smart ass my school. But somehow, I think that worked to my advantage. I think it's because I knew when to keep my mouth shut, but also knew when to make bullies laugh. Probably what kept me alive so far.
I never really had a bully problem as a kid. I would normally easily make friends with people so almost everyone in my elementary school knew me and liked me. Currently in high school I have several close friends and everyone else knows me as "that other kid in our grade." I live under a rock when it comes to the drama in our class so even the "bullies" (we don't really have any, just some kids who think they're so cool) ignore me. But reading all these stories of bullying is pretty fascinating to me for two reasons. The first being that bullying is incredibly prevalent and I'm very lucky to go to a school without any. The second reason these stories are so fascinating is because they all seem so unreal. Most everyone here describes themselves as being physically inept or bad at sports or something similar, yet they somehow manage to fight off their bully? How does that work? And really, how does everyone here seem to have some sort of epic "I fought off that bully and showed him not to mess with me" moment? I can't help but think that some of these stories are either slightly blown out of proportion or complete lies.