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All throughout elementary, part of middle school, and half of high school I was targeted by bullies because of my large size and my easy-going nature (making me seem like an easy target). We're talking about full-blown brawls.
At first I tried to tell the teachers or the playground duties, but ultimately it never amounted to anything, except for once when the principal gave the assailants extra math homework (she asked what punishment I wanted for them. I really wish I had stuck with that school). So I started fighting back, and showing them I was not about to stand still and be their punching bag.
After one particularly brutal fight I realized I needed to take self-defense classes-but not to learn more about self-defense, to control myself. I became dangerous because I was so completely enraged at the teachers who did nothing and the bullies that kept coming. After some serious studying I learned ways to stop them but not hurt them.
I learned the hard way that kids can be amazingly cruel and heartless, and oftentimes for the stupidest of reasons.
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