CHAPTER I: The beginnings
I'M SO PROUD!
Oh fuck. I forgot to introduce myself. My nane is Karl, yes with a "K".
Before you can understand this situation you need to know a bit more about me...
So here we go.
I was born in a small town in Louisiana, I don't really wanna tell you the real name of the town, so we will call it FuckVille. You'll notice why I wanna call it like that by you continue reading.
I was a really quiet kid in my childhood and it was very difficult for me to make new friends... As my dad was working in the U.S. Army we were moving home like twice a year. New school...; New neighborhood...;New life very 6 months...
One thing i forgot to tell you, my parent were pretty old when they tough on having a little kid around them... So as the years were passing, new cities were becaming "old cities" as we were moving so much.
Until one day. One point of my life where a lot of things were about to change...
CHAPTER II: Special day.
That day brough a lot of joy to myself becouse my dad was getting tired of working and he was planing on retiering...
After one month, he decided to retire from work and we moved to *NEWYORKCITY*
I tough it was the best thing that could happen to me. The fact that we will not move home anymore...; The fact that I could make friends and not replace them with new ones everywhere i was ment to live...
It was just awesome!
But it was too good to be true...
School was starting and i was a pretty fat kid at that age... So i got bullied, a lot... Everytime I had to go to school I was afraid of the kids that were bulliying me every fucking day of my life!
I was pretending being sick sometimes just so I don't go to school and I don't get picked by those motherf...
"Maybe I need to calm down..."
So as I was saying the bullying was going and going so hard, that at one point i begun to make resistance to these fucking kids. I was getting stronger every day...
And I still remember that one day that all this changed...
CHAPTER III
One day, all this changed. I still remember it as it was yesterday...
So this guy that was bullying me every fucking day, cames at me and says:
-Hey Fattie i kinda like your shoes.
I totally knew what was going to happen.
So without thinking, without... Without brain... I smacked him. I smacked him so hard, that my own hand was hurting so much. I fucked up his nose. His face was covered in blood...
All the kids that were watching got on my side, and they became my friends, becouse i protected myself in a very fucked up situation. The bullies were backing off when they were seeing me. I was proud of myself. For the first fucking time of my life! I WAS PROUD.
--I hope i help somebody with this story that i kept in me since now.
-- Tell me if you liked it or not.
--#StopBully
