Skeletor
Well-Known Member
Grade school and high school were painful for me. Lets see, you had kids who thought it was just so funny to yank a chair out from under me while I was sitting down. Others who would put a padlock on my locker so I had to get a janitor to cut it off. I then put a lock of my own in the latch hole but had the inconvience of having to unlock two locks.on the door twice every day. Some tried getting me in trouble by shoving cigarettes up my locker vents. I was and still am both big and strong, but much too slow and clumsy to catch anyone for a physical retaliation, and they well knew this. So I'd get slapped in the head or tripped and they could usually get away. Once I did catch one of them and well did you ever see the film A Christmas Story? It was like that except I beat the kid to a bloody pulp and then beat that bloody pulp into a bloodier pulp. I was lucky to avoid prosecution, and no one cared about the abuse I'd endured for years.
I have no desire to ever see any of these people again. Why would I? I'd much rather be among those I want to be with, rather than those I was forced to endure for reasons of chance and circumstance.
I have no desire to ever see any of these people again. Why would I? I'd much rather be among those I want to be with, rather than those I was forced to endure for reasons of chance and circumstance.