Brother None said:
Am I the only one who never got bullied?
I was never really bullied, I can only think of two instances and both were just verbal attempts and never took. And there was one moment when I was the bully, again, verbal. If it is your desire to found out more, then read on Reader.
The first incidence occurred on the second day of my first year in middle school. I and another girl were sent to the "guidance" office, because I had called the girl a "bitch," rightfully so, since she wouldn't stop saying much worse things to me about me (I said, "How about you stop being a bitch," and she immediately got up and said "I'm telling!" Ha! What a hoot!). From that day on, she had the idea that we were somehow friends for the rest of our 3 year middle school sentence. Side story: It was from her that I learned the meaning, and existence, of "dildo," and it wasn't until high school (we went to different high schools) that I found out from others that she "came out of the closet." Which then made me wonder if she was attracted to me, but only for a second since I could not be bothered with such silly notions.
The second was again in middle school. This boy would say what he thought to be hurtful things to me, but I said something back (I forget what), and he never spoke to me again.
For Voof as Bully, we'll have to travel further back in time. It was in elementary school that, for one recess session, I took on such a role. I don't even know why I did it, but I did. The gist of the story is that a friend of mine was just rejected by group of girls that she had been a part of. I had no connection to the group. All day my friend kept telling me how much she dislikes her former group, how mean they are, and was basically making fun of their ringleader behind their backs. To cheer up my friend, I made up a short jingle of a defamatory nature about the leader, and my friend thought it was hilarious. So at recess, after listening to even more of my friend's complaining grief, I decided to go up to the group and sing the jingle. Again, no idea why I did. I can still see my friend's face, shaking her head "No" as I approached the group with such dumb indifference. I sang it, the leader cried, I walked back to my friend expecting her not to be... hmm... what's the word... shocked at what I had just done. It was only until I registered my friend's negative reaction that I felt bad. Then one the group members came up to me and my friend, angrily informing me of the wrong I had just done. So, I went back to the group, she was still crying with her friends comforting her, and I apologized. Felt like crap for awhile after that. Guilt. I suppose it is good to know that I'm not a sort of sociopath.
Congratulations, you read the whole thing. I have nothing to offer you as a reward, but I'll take real good care of your time that you have given me.
Real good care...
But that's the worst kind of bullying! You can't even bodyslam someone if they're so casual.