You walk by me as I sit, unnoticed, in the secluded corner of the school. You came with her to have some alone time. Understandable. You saw me in the very spot you wanted to be. You wouldn’t have that. You tell me to move. I’m still in shock that someone is talking to me. You get no response from me. You grab me by what would be the collar of my jacket if it had one. You tell me again to move. But I’m sick of being pushed around. Sick of letting people like you decide how I feel and what I do. “Make me.” The two words that got me into real trouble. You shove me to the ground, smiling. You kick me not once, not twice, but three times, dismissing your girl’s pleas and cries for you to stop. I lay there and take it, knowing that I can’t fight you. You bend over and ask if I want to move now. I laugh and spit in your face. You give me what turns into a black eye the next day. You insist that I move now. I insist that you f*** off. You grab the hood of my jacket. You drag me down the hall. You drop my backpack on me. You walk away, to find your girlfriend who ran off screaming a while ago. I crawl back to my spot, laughing the whole time. I sit there smiling because in the end… I won.
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Right on!
3 years later he’s a bitter twisted asshole because no one loves a bully.
I love your conviction it will take you far. But for your own safety can you take a few self defence classes as well? I know a guy who got king hit and lost a tooth… Cost him a few grand…
lol will do, thanks.
I loved that you stood your ground
First time for everything. But it felt really good. Totally worth it
I’m glad (: please be careful next time though!
First times the hardest. Btw I read yr other post. You have a wy with words. And I can tell you’re not even trying. Hope you do something with that talent
Thanks…writing always helps me. Its something that comes naturally. My dad keeps bugging me about colleges and what I’m going to do with my life. And whenever I tell him that my favorite subject is English because I like to write, he flips out and starts talking about how there is no money in that field and it doesn’t matter if I like it because I need a real career
Look I copped the same shit from my parents… They wanted me to be an accountant (I’m a video editor) they’re just looking out for you.. But if you know your path is the arts, then you should pursue whatever makes you happy. Writing Is really tough though, there’s really no money in it but there’s plenty of fields where you can apply those talents which are more profitable.. Like journalism or filmmaking. Whatever you do though, don’t stop writing. Talent is a muscle, it atrophies if you don’t use it
just wondering, but how could you tell i wasnt really trying in my other posts? Just curious.
No I mean you weren’t really trying in this post. I think you were tying harder in the other post.. At least there was more thought gone into it.
Yuh… I don’t know of I can explain this really. I guess working in a creative field for 10 years and completing 5 years of higher education in the arts, I’m pretty experienced with sniffing out talent, it’s not something I think about. I just know it when I see it. Your other post showed strong elements of narrative storytelling- points of tension, manipulation of emotions… These are tools that some people use innately. If you Persue writing in a formalised way, you will learn how to break all these elements down logically. But the fact tht you’re already using them, without knowing it, (don’t ask me how I can tell about that, I just can) puts you miles ahead of the game.
This post is different. It’s pure raw unadulterated emotion. It really had a stron voice, really spoke to me. THAT Is good writing – it makes people Feel something. Your other post was well written, but generic, I mean it could have been written by anyone (given sufficient talent). This post gives me a real sense of you.
Sorry I don’t think that clarifies…
Sorry I lost the question. I can tell your not really trying because it feels so spontaneous and unrehearsed.
Well done help wanted. Anyone who’s ever been bullied can relate to this. I second one_day about your talent for writing. Zoe x
English is a fascinating field with plenty of research and teaching opportunities in academia.
It’s a little bit like the study of everything.
You will always do better in a subject area you love then trying to chase a buck.
By the way, the bully you write about needs a visit from the police as he assaulted you.
Good luck.
Thank you one_day, forlorn1, Zoe, and the Guardian for your feedback and support. It means the world.
I did the same to these 3 older middle school girls and guys , I was walking home from the bus stop , and i noticed that they were following me. I stopped and they beat me until i had blood running from my nose … no one ever found out…