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  • - Adamfurby


    I have been bullied all of my life, mostly when I was younger but it still finds its way to me today.When I was about 8 and younger I got bullied at church by a girl who thought that I was not human…I was dirt.If I went to church with a toy she would either break it,hide it and never give it back,or take it forever.
    Every week she would be sweet,nice,have a great attitude,kind,loving,and generous to every single person…everyone but me.There was this one day that my class was sitting at a table and of course she was next to me.She started kicking me really hard in the leg and was doing that the whole time…at about 7 minutes of me enduring her wonderful foot I got fed up and I told her nicely to please stop that is hurting my leg and did she stop?Nnnnooooooooo!
    She kept on going like it was a game.Finally I told her that it is really bugging me,and hurting my leg and that if she did not stop I would tell the teacher.Did she stop?Nnnoooooo!She probably knew I would not tell the teacher because I was really shy when I was about 1 thru 9.The next class that same day she had some really cool silly putty and she let every single of the 50 kids feel it and she even let people have some.Was I able to feel it or have some…nope.She said that I was mean to her in class.I was thinkning GIRL, YOU WERE KICKING ME IN THE LEG,EVERY SUNDAY YOU ARE MEAN TO ME,YOU ARE STUCKUP AND TREAT ME LIKE DIRT,YOU ARE PRETTY AND I’M NOT,YOU ARE POPULAR AND I’M NOT.I did not tell her this but as soon as she said I am/was mean to her all of these flash backs came in my mind of all of the days she has been mean and all the times I have been a mouse in a corner doing the silent cry.And even to this day whenever I think of her,or see her I start crying.