My mom raised me to never resort to violence first but always reciprocate what someone did. So when a school bully hit me I went feral as a kid, I think they were two grades above me and I was in grade 3.
In the end there were enough witnesses to say that they started it and since they were double my size (I was a tiny kid) I got off Scott free -sadly so did they since my country has poor regulations for such things. They bothered me ever again and I never regretted it.
Met them again in high school and they tried to do that whole act like nothing happened thing. I did not forgive nor did I forget and luckily my friends didn't want to be associated with them. So we ignored them.
My mom raised me to never resort to violence first but always reciprocate what someone did. So when a school bully hit me I went feral as a kid, I think they were two grades above me and I was in grade 3.
In the end there were enough witnesses to say that they started it and since they were double my size (I was a tiny kid) I got off Scott free -sadly so did they since my country has poor regulations for such things. They bothered me ever again and I never regretted it.
Met them again in high school and they tried to do that whole act like nothing happened thing. I did not forgive nor did I forget and luckily my friends didn't want to be associated with them. So we ignored them.
(=・ω・=)

seeing this made me remember lots of bullying cases involving victims suicide been in lots of news in my country. Its sad. I can't imagine how hurt the kids are.
Back in my elementary, I'm lucky its only 3 months as temporary school when i got bullied by twins prefects that didn't let me draw and call me names, take my drawing book, forcing me to stop drawing. Plus a fake friend that stole my money everyday. I really thought it was someone else that time and it really broke my heart.
Changed school cuz my mom finally over her pregnancy