Remembering past bullies

Thinking back on it, I had plenty of people who wanted to be bullies from afar when I was in high school, but I really don't count the ones who started rumors and made rude comments from a safe distance. Those guys were just fucking stupid and just another mild nuisance of my life. Once my first love was walking to the bus and some kids from the jr. high passed him and started making all sorts of stupid remarks and he dropped his pants and walked all the way to the bus with his huge shiny white ass hanging out. Fucking funny as fuck. That was the day I knew I loved him.

 

I was bullied terribly. Especially in 7th grade. It was a lot of little thing. There was one girl that would just torment me on a daily basis. I had acne in 7th grade and I got teased like hell for that. Most people got their acne in high school, I was finally clear by then, but in 7th grade I was about the only one with it. One boy gave me face soap for Christmas in front of the whole class just to fuck with me. That was a bad one. In 8th grade I decided I wasn't gonna take anymore. So then, when people said anything to me, I just went all psycho on their asses. I mean, pounding their heads into the pavement type shit. But then one of my teachers that I was pretty close with told me that I was becoming a real bully myself. That was the last thing that I wanted to be so I stopped being violent altogether and just kept to myself. The rest of that year nobody bothered me, probably scared 'em all. And high school was great for me. So it was really just that one year. It still effected me quite a lot. I have about the worst self-esteem because of the torture I had to indure that year.

 

i was such a bully. i did stuff that was too horrible to even type out here. god bless the poor souls of those i tormented.

 

Oh man, I had terribly acne in jr. high, too. I really really hated junior high, it's really a time I'd rather not remember at all. I lived in constant embarrassment because I was so awkward and an ugly duckling I guess you could say. I had uneven bangs and I had this weird growth spurt, so I had stretch marks everywhere, and I was scared to death of razors, so I was terrified to shave, and I had bad bad acne. I was so self-conscious and just wanted so badly to be accepted.

There was one girl who tormented me more than anyone, but in 8th grade, she lost a lot of the popularity spotlight because she got into some hard drugs and then she had a seizure at school as a result of the drugs, and when she got all sorts of attention, she kept faking them. She got ALL SORTS of crazy ass attention, she even spent a lot of time at a neurologist who came up with "inconclusive tests." When she came back to school, teachers or her "friends" would practically carry her to class, and sometimes she'd just fall down on the ground. I never believed her crap and it started to leak that she really was faking them (she also was stupid and liked to brag), and one day she was doing a really awful acting job on the sidewalk and I watched her fall down and I just stepped over her and went to class. She was homeschooled after that and I hear she got into crack really bad.

I was pretty awkward when I started my freshman year, too. But one day I decided to stop wearing my glasses, and then I suddenly started blooming into this hot chick I didn't know existed. That was probably one of the happiest moments in my life, when I became a swan.

 

wore a cloak, carried a suitcase, was a terrible person in middle school (all middle schoolers are, honestly, we should all be in prison for that two years of our life)

 

Middle schoolers are the most evil little ass holes that exsist.
I developed early, so I was one one the first girls with breasts and I got a lot of shit for that. I used to crouch my shoulders forward so that my breasts didn't stick out. Now my posture is for shit. And I have a complex about having large breasts. I became the girl that doesn't want to be noticed. So unless I'm with friends, I will be very quiet, mouse like.

 

when i moved to wisconsin the hick kids always said they were gonna tie me up and cut my hair off, they'd push me on the bus, threw batteries at me....

one of them was killed in a car accident a couple years ago. yay for karma

 

i stood up to all my bullies. didn't fight them all. and they didn't all stop, but i got 'em to back off for a while at least. lol

as for the people i bullied: my sister. did some pretty mean stuff till i was around 12 or so. couple kids in middle school too. i was a pretty nice guy in high school though.

 

you seriously don't want a yay for karma.

of anyone, you don't.

 

i thought about that too, and then i realized i don't really believe in anything.

 

lol. what a terrible problem to have

 

Yes KR--you are definately a swan.

 

Bullied kids usually grow up to be perverts...so, at least it's not all bad.