So one day, in tenth grade, I decided to come to school. As every day I was always intimidated by others to go to school, right? Right. So I'm just getting on the way to the buss.. There was no seats available. So, what I did was, sit right next to the bully that bullied me. I won't say her name, but let's just say her name is Bob. ( ha ha ) .
I sit next to Bob. The next minute I know, the bus starts to drive up. We're half way to the school.When I woke up, I ended up on the floor getting nocked out by the bully. I 'm talking about arm wrestling, punching, fist fighting. Everything.
Well. I let her, for the time I was unconscious. When I came to, while getting nocked out like fist fighting, getting punched in the face and all, I ended up taking my small sized 10 th grade fist, with a ring on it, and just punched her as strongly as I could.
From what I remember, she got nocked out from one punch. I mean, how much more could I take?
The school that I went to had no violence policy what's so ever. Off corse, I did get suspended. And she got expelled. Probably got arrested to. Because I saw cops arresting her.
Not only that, but, she begged me not to get her in to trouble. From what I remember, I saw the vice principle just trying not to laugh. She was so happy to see her go.
Mean while, let's rewind back, I saw one of the guys that hated me, was in complete shock. He was like, you could do that?
When I hit her, I was like, ( hysterical I know but it's true ) " That was for the freshmen, my sister and me. " Well deserved hit. I did get suspended for that. The cops who might be reading my blog, can call up my school. I'm in a way a little bit proud of it. But hated that I had a record.
That's the thing with bullies is, they force you to do things or say things that you don't want to do and later will regret it.
I sit next to Bob. The next minute I know, the bus starts to drive up. We're half way to the school.When I woke up, I ended up on the floor getting nocked out by the bully. I 'm talking about arm wrestling, punching, fist fighting. Everything.
Well. I let her, for the time I was unconscious. When I came to, while getting nocked out like fist fighting, getting punched in the face and all, I ended up taking my small sized 10 th grade fist, with a ring on it, and just punched her as strongly as I could.
From what I remember, she got nocked out from one punch. I mean, how much more could I take?
The school that I went to had no violence policy what's so ever. Off corse, I did get suspended. And she got expelled. Probably got arrested to. Because I saw cops arresting her.
Not only that, but, she begged me not to get her in to trouble. From what I remember, I saw the vice principle just trying not to laugh. She was so happy to see her go.
Mean while, let's rewind back, I saw one of the guys that hated me, was in complete shock. He was like, you could do that?
When I hit her, I was like, ( hysterical I know but it's true ) " That was for the freshmen, my sister and me. " Well deserved hit. I did get suspended for that. The cops who might be reading my blog, can call up my school. I'm in a way a little bit proud of it. But hated that I had a record.
That's the thing with bullies is, they force you to do things or say things that you don't want to do and later will regret it.
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