I'm bullied by this scrawny kid, but one day, I got so made because he kicked my stomac the day I just got back from surgery, after gaining my streignth, bam, in the face, I heard the crack in his nose, he laid there, knocked out, bleeding, I relished to myself, I defeated bully, when the teachers came I runaway, I sat in my bed thinking, dang, that little sh** got what he deserved. That's my bullying story, I stood up to the retard, and won, but violence is not always the keys, call the cops, or get a teacher. Violence is always last resort.
