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Worst Bullying Experience
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Deadpoolio6o
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Being pantsed during lunch in middle school but I got him back by dumping him in the trash
Perhaps the OP could share his/her/its "worst bullying experiences" first? Hopefully the OP is not a bot.
Share your worst bullying experience from someone if any?
exactly.. the OP asked for people to give their very personal experiences..
but did NOT start with their own story first...
LOL.. that is funny in my book!
I have been bulled myself. but i aint gona share with every tom DICK and harry... that ask.
duh....
LOL
KBU2
Android Expert
You're correct I was going to eventually get around to it after hoping to read something more perverse than my experiences. But when I was bullied it came from a family member that I would have thought to have been on my side other than growing to be a foe. My cousin that was 8 years older than I, and he knew I was highly allergic to poison ivy and poison oak. The guy use to break the ivy veins and rub them in my bed sheets and on to my pillow cases where it almost blinding me after laying my face on it. He use to smack flying wasps out the air and pick them up and put them into my t-shirts where I got stung repeatedly. He even feed my pet kitty to his Doberman Pinscher where I saw bits and pieces of my kitten scattered about the yard, he also put soup in my fish tank and kill all my fish. I tried telling his parents about it which was my aunt but it didn't do any good so I told my dad he said stop waning and man up. This abuse went on until I got into junior high school where I begun the process of getting my cousin back because now I was big enough to handle him. I never hated anybody in my life but I hated him with a passion and vowed to the day I die I will get him back for all wrong he had done to me. One day he got sick and had to be hospitalized for something. All the family was there to see him and I also went. After all the family went in, I went in later and saw him lying there assumedly peacefully sleeping. I'm not sure what happened to him and why he was hospitalized but I do know he didn't come out of the hospital alive. The doctor said he died from natural causes I think it was a heart attack or something. And after that day I knew what this mean, he who laughs last laughs the loudest. @mikedt I hope this story quenched your curiosity.
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he was bad.. terrible bully...
he sucked as a kid..
but not sure how to interpret your ending...
that sounds extremely ... dangerously... like something illegal...
are we to read between the lines.. and that you GOT EVEN?
KBU2
Android Expert
What was to interpret other than speculation, The doctor said he died of natural causes.. a heart attack. Now what's illegal about that
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Nope, can't beat that one. Boderline psychotic behaviour if you ask me.
KBU2
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KBU2
Android Expert
And just say for speculation if there was any type of malice involved, Do you think I would share it with any Tom DICK or Dan?
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Your cousin.
I was told in 4th grade that the bully could knock me out just by hugging me
Me being a husky lad at the time did not belive this as he was tall and lanky. He proceeded to preform a reverse bear hug and let me drop to the ground after my oxygen was depleted. Very embarassing.
Here's the funny thing though. Turns out he was a bully because he could not read so well. The Sisters assigned me to study with him in the convent in 5th grade. I realized almost immwdiately that his lack of reading comprehension embarressed hom even more than i was embarrassed back then.
Me I'm an avid reader from way back when Dick and Jane, Peanuts, and the Hardy Boys was a big thing. I found out what he was interrsted in and set him on the right path to reading comprehension.
We never became good freinds but no one else dared mess with me after that. Grade school was cool grades 5 through 8.
Me being a husky lad at the time did not belive this as he was tall and lanky. He proceeded to preform a reverse bear hug and let me drop to the ground after my oxygen was depleted. Very embarassing.
Here's the funny thing though. Turns out he was a bully because he could not read so well. The Sisters assigned me to study with him in the convent in 5th grade. I realized almost immwdiately that his lack of reading comprehension embarressed hom even more than i was embarrassed back then.
Me I'm an avid reader from way back when Dick and Jane, Peanuts, and the Hardy Boys was a big thing. I found out what he was interrsted in and set him on the right path to reading comprehension.
We never became good freinds but no one else dared mess with me after that. Grade school was cool grades 5 through 8.
KBU2
Android Expert
I'm glad there was a way you navigated that situation and made grade school a fun loving time in your life like it was supposed to have been. But for me on the hand I was multitasking trying to learn in school and wart off a sadistic relative.
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virginuso
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You know, sharing our stories about tough times is a way to show support and solidarity. While I haven't had severe bullying experiences, dealing with being blackmailed online was definitely nerve-wracking. It's a whole different level of stress when someone tries to manipulate or threaten you digitally. Finding support during that period was a game-changer. Speaking out about these experiences not only helps raise awareness but also lets others going through similar situations know they're not alone in navigating such challenges.
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joe71
Android Expert
So I got two bullying stories. First one happened back in 6th grade. There was this bully name George. George had this crew (two other students) that would bully, beat up, steal from other students and generally the teachers wouldn't do anything about it.
Now If they actually saw it happening then they would step in and do something. Every Tuesday or Wednesday was chocolate milk day. White milk was free but chocolate milk cost 5 cents.
On chocolate milk day I would get a dime a chocolate milk for me and one for a friend. George would come a long with his crew and steal students chocolate milk money, it got to a point where we would just hand it to them.
Then one day I decided that I really wanted chocolate milk. So when George and his hench crew came calling, I decided that I was going to take a stand.
I beat the living you know what out George and his associates. I was the one who got in trouble because a teacher had seen me throw the first punch. George and his crew soon stopped asking or demanding chocolate milk money from students.
Years later I ran into George and we had a good laugh about it.
The second incident happened a few months after I got married back in 1994 we were living in Oakland.
One evening I am going to catch the bus and this guy approached me. At first he said nothing then there was the social greeting, Hi, evening, how its going. Something a long those lines. For a moments nothing, then he asked me how money I had on me? Before I could respond he goes how about I hold it for you. I said no, but thanks for offering. He stepped closer and told me to show him my pockets so he could see what I was carrying when I didn't move he got pissed and threatened to knock me out and take my jacket and everything else I had on me.
Up till that point I hadn't been taking the guy serious, but then I looked at him and remember asking dude are you trying to mug me??? I had never been mugged before, I got all happy
I even started asking questions, the guy started getting really angry ,he told me that he was going to give me one last chance to do what he said.
I look at him and told him something along the lines I had no further use for him which first confused him then absolute set him off ,but before he could do anything I grabbed his jacket and stepped to the edge of the curb and shoved him out into the bus lane and held him there.
The bus was coming and the guy kept looking at it and me. I said nothing just kept staring at the guy, smiling. About a foot or two from it hitting the guy I spun and threw him on the ground .
I got on the bus, guy got up and ran off.
Now If they actually saw it happening then they would step in and do something. Every Tuesday or Wednesday was chocolate milk day. White milk was free but chocolate milk cost 5 cents.
On chocolate milk day I would get a dime a chocolate milk for me and one for a friend. George would come a long with his crew and steal students chocolate milk money, it got to a point where we would just hand it to them.
Then one day I decided that I really wanted chocolate milk. So when George and his hench crew came calling, I decided that I was going to take a stand.
I beat the living you know what out George and his associates. I was the one who got in trouble because a teacher had seen me throw the first punch. George and his crew soon stopped asking or demanding chocolate milk money from students.
Years later I ran into George and we had a good laugh about it.
The second incident happened a few months after I got married back in 1994 we were living in Oakland.
One evening I am going to catch the bus and this guy approached me. At first he said nothing then there was the social greeting, Hi, evening, how its going. Something a long those lines. For a moments nothing, then he asked me how money I had on me? Before I could respond he goes how about I hold it for you. I said no, but thanks for offering. He stepped closer and told me to show him my pockets so he could see what I was carrying when I didn't move he got pissed and threatened to knock me out and take my jacket and everything else I had on me.
Up till that point I hadn't been taking the guy serious, but then I looked at him and remember asking dude are you trying to mug me??? I had never been mugged before, I got all happy
I even started asking questions, the guy started getting really angry ,he told me that he was going to give me one last chance to do what he said.
I look at him and told him something along the lines I had no further use for him which first confused him then absolute set him off ,but before he could do anything I grabbed his jacket and stepped to the edge of the curb and shoved him out into the bus lane and held him there.
The bus was coming and the guy kept looking at it and me. I said nothing just kept staring at the guy, smiling. About a foot or two from it hitting the guy I spun and threw him on the ground .
I got on the bus, guy got up and ran off.