a story about how i was 'sorta' bullied in the 8th grade (ignore the actual proper grammar on that because this was originally posted on a YT video and you know people will flip their shit on YT if you don't use proper grammar)
I was being bullied in the 8th grade. Actually, I wouldn't call her a bully since all she was doing was talking trash about me behind my back. She called me things like lesbian or whore, stuff like that. Now, it wasn't that she called me a lesbian that pissed me off(which she was sorta right on that lmao), it was the fact that she wanted to talk trash about me behind my back when I wasn't at school. Keep in mind this is the same girl I convinced to not commit suicide. I wrote whole page full of reasons why she shouldn't kill herself. Anyways, I'm of course pissed off and the next day I see her, I go straight to her and she has a smug little smile on her face. I tried talking to her and tried to be calm about it, asking her why she said those things to me. I don't remember exactly what she said to me (cause my memory is shit) other than her calling me a bitch. I decided to be a smartass and say, "I ain't no mirror sweetheart," and she lunged at me, trying the throw a couple punches. I pushed her off me and threw some punches back at her, only landing one on her nose cause I was shaking real bad. I tried dragging her over to the wall so I could smash her face into but the teachers in the gym pulled us apart before I could do any real damage. And blah blah blah, that's how I stood up to my bully. Honestly, I'm not proud of this at all since I usually don't resort to violence unless I feel provoked enough to do it.
again, i ain't proud of nearly smashing a girl's face into a brick wall
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