erics95se
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So, it begins.
I'm a senior in high school, and I've been in a BD (Behavioral disorder) school for the past five and a half years.
In 6th grade, this kid would pick on me about my dad being deceased (topic which shouldn't be made fun of in the first place) and every day, i'd hear the same length of bullshit from him. Every day, I'd say something back. I was in the BD class at the middle school due to problems not keeping up on regular homework..well, it was LD. There's a rule, if you're in that class and gain up to 10 days outstanding of suspensions, they'd put you in a therapeutic school aka, the bd school. so i gave back some shit a few times, made comments about his parents, his sisters and brothers, and his grandparents, and especially his girlfriend. he'd get mad and then hit me, for the problem he started. finally, that's my open call to just knock him out
each physical fight was a 3 day suspension at that middle school, i'd gotten in three fights that year, 9 days in june, i made it out okay.
7th grade comes along, first day back in school he goes 'your mom killed your dad cuz his baby was so ugly' and i just didn't bother getting to talk bull, i just cut to it and kicked him in the back of the leg, cuz i acted like i was walkin away, kid was a little bigger than me (i was like 160 then and he's like 180 then.) and he hits the ground. he throws a book at me, then i walk back and took the book and just pummeled his face with it, then threw the book aside, and just kept hittin him til my arm got tired. then i found out later after the ambulances came, that i'd broke two of his teeth out , broke his nose (LOL) and he was crying. The next week I saw him in school with a brace on his nose, so he comes up to my locker and starts talking more crap the next week, it's august and i've got 3 days worth of suspensions not even first week and a half of school, and hes like 'hey fatass' and i avoided talking the crap again, he came up behind me so i just reached up my left elbo and supun my body really fast, and nailed him RIGHT IN HIS NOSE! TWICE IN TWO WEEKS! he was on the ground crying.. that was the one that people were laughing so hard about it and everyone really found out who i was, all 500 kids knew who i wasthat day. everyone hated the kid.
then the month later, we're in history class and he throws a pen at me, and i said 'hey thanks for the pen' the teacher goes 'hey shut your mouth' and i said 'tell this fag not ta throw pens and i'll be cool.' and she tried saying i had to go to the office, so i just got up and walked over and backhanded him, then walked out, next thing i know , he's runnin after me in the hall? i stopped and he tripped and fell over my foot (convenient time i had to trip him) and i just started punching him .. like five or six times right in the nose, again.
finally, i'm there til' december of 2001, and then i find out i'm going to a BD school (yay?)
so i go there, nobody really makes fun of me. everyone's got their own set of problems. it's a kindergarten to 8th facility.
Time comes for 8th, then I go to their high school campus right across the street. They've got 8th to 12th grade students in that school.
In the high school campus since 8th, i've been in so many fights, that really were verbal. one physical fight in 5 years.
Kid took one of those dry-erase marker board erasers, which if you touch them you get black dust in your hand.. well, he took one and just walked up and went 'sup fatty' and i was like 'nm nazi' and he swiped it in my left eye. it hurt like hell, so i said 'do it again. right side, though.' so he did, teachers looked right at him and started smiling at me cause they knew what i was gonna do. they were waiting for it to start to prevent it. they told me if somethin went down, they'd talk to me about it and give me a lesser consequence since they kew i'd be defending myself. so i get up, and jack him right in the nose. he kneels on the ground started crying and i said 'ain't so tough now huh bastard' and then he tried hitting me in the nuts, but missed and hit my leg and i said 'don't go for that. girls do that. do you have a vigina? you look like you would.' then he gets up and hits me and i just started wailing on him. the teachers held me back after about 10 hits LOL
then.. the gym teacher situation since 8th.
there's a teacher, mr. stone, every day (seeing im a big guy, 6'[email protected] know, not healthy. i'm workin on it.) picks on me.
everyone does two laps then stretches and shit before class.. well i do the best that everyone else does. i get picked on because 'i don't run around enough' because i'm one of the bigger guys. one day, i got so pissed that i knew i couldn't hit him, i walked outta class and sat down on the floor and kindas started to tear up a little, so he walks out, (keep in mind im a junior at this time) and says 'what aww ur so funny crying why dont u go call your momma' and i got up and bunched my fist and i told him to keep talking and i'd put his nose into his mouth i'd hit him so hard, and he shuts up and i said 'four goddamn years of this and this is what i get? i'm in a school for emotionally/behaviorally disordered students, and you fucking pick on me? Go fuck your mom! see how you like that one jagoff' and the office tried giving me a late bus about that one, so i called my mom up and said 'so there's some bs.' and i explained to her, so she wanted to talk to the principal, even after i'd given her an earful of my anger. my mom gave her more and said if that shit went down again she wouldn't care if i just racked the teacher, and then she'd go to legal lengths to resolve this teacher harassing me as well as several other students.
all in all, i've had about all i can take. this monday come the end of break, i'm gonna be a new man. i've been taking this nonsense too long. next time someone mouths off to me, they're getting jacked plain and simple.
this has made me afraid to talk to people as i'm afraid to fucking get made fun of. i've lost much confidence.
i've had alot of rough times in my life, ever since i was in 1st grade and my father passed away. people make fun of it, and i've gotten into pretty heated fights with ppl over that. i got suspended so many times from 2nd to 5th grade i couldn't count.
they just didn't care then, though.
So.. that's my story.
I'm a senior in high school, and I've been in a BD (Behavioral disorder) school for the past five and a half years.
In 6th grade, this kid would pick on me about my dad being deceased (topic which shouldn't be made fun of in the first place) and every day, i'd hear the same length of bullshit from him. Every day, I'd say something back. I was in the BD class at the middle school due to problems not keeping up on regular homework..well, it was LD. There's a rule, if you're in that class and gain up to 10 days outstanding of suspensions, they'd put you in a therapeutic school aka, the bd school. so i gave back some shit a few times, made comments about his parents, his sisters and brothers, and his grandparents, and especially his girlfriend. he'd get mad and then hit me, for the problem he started. finally, that's my open call to just knock him out
each physical fight was a 3 day suspension at that middle school, i'd gotten in three fights that year, 9 days in june, i made it out okay.
7th grade comes along, first day back in school he goes 'your mom killed your dad cuz his baby was so ugly' and i just didn't bother getting to talk bull, i just cut to it and kicked him in the back of the leg, cuz i acted like i was walkin away, kid was a little bigger than me (i was like 160 then and he's like 180 then.) and he hits the ground. he throws a book at me, then i walk back and took the book and just pummeled his face with it, then threw the book aside, and just kept hittin him til my arm got tired. then i found out later after the ambulances came, that i'd broke two of his teeth out , broke his nose (LOL) and he was crying. The next week I saw him in school with a brace on his nose, so he comes up to my locker and starts talking more crap the next week, it's august and i've got 3 days worth of suspensions not even first week and a half of school, and hes like 'hey fatass' and i avoided talking the crap again, he came up behind me so i just reached up my left elbo and supun my body really fast, and nailed him RIGHT IN HIS NOSE! TWICE IN TWO WEEKS! he was on the ground crying.. that was the one that people were laughing so hard about it and everyone really found out who i was, all 500 kids knew who i wasthat day. everyone hated the kid.
then the month later, we're in history class and he throws a pen at me, and i said 'hey thanks for the pen' the teacher goes 'hey shut your mouth' and i said 'tell this fag not ta throw pens and i'll be cool.' and she tried saying i had to go to the office, so i just got up and walked over and backhanded him, then walked out, next thing i know , he's runnin after me in the hall? i stopped and he tripped and fell over my foot (convenient time i had to trip him) and i just started punching him .. like five or six times right in the nose, again.
finally, i'm there til' december of 2001, and then i find out i'm going to a BD school (yay?)
so i go there, nobody really makes fun of me. everyone's got their own set of problems. it's a kindergarten to 8th facility.
Time comes for 8th, then I go to their high school campus right across the street. They've got 8th to 12th grade students in that school.
In the high school campus since 8th, i've been in so many fights, that really were verbal. one physical fight in 5 years.
Kid took one of those dry-erase marker board erasers, which if you touch them you get black dust in your hand.. well, he took one and just walked up and went 'sup fatty' and i was like 'nm nazi' and he swiped it in my left eye. it hurt like hell, so i said 'do it again. right side, though.' so he did, teachers looked right at him and started smiling at me cause they knew what i was gonna do. they were waiting for it to start to prevent it. they told me if somethin went down, they'd talk to me about it and give me a lesser consequence since they kew i'd be defending myself. so i get up, and jack him right in the nose. he kneels on the ground started crying and i said 'ain't so tough now huh bastard' and then he tried hitting me in the nuts, but missed and hit my leg and i said 'don't go for that. girls do that. do you have a vigina? you look like you would.' then he gets up and hits me and i just started wailing on him. the teachers held me back after about 10 hits LOL
then.. the gym teacher situation since 8th.
there's a teacher, mr. stone, every day (seeing im a big guy, 6'[email protected] know, not healthy. i'm workin on it.) picks on me.
everyone does two laps then stretches and shit before class.. well i do the best that everyone else does. i get picked on because 'i don't run around enough' because i'm one of the bigger guys. one day, i got so pissed that i knew i couldn't hit him, i walked outta class and sat down on the floor and kindas started to tear up a little, so he walks out, (keep in mind im a junior at this time) and says 'what aww ur so funny crying why dont u go call your momma' and i got up and bunched my fist and i told him to keep talking and i'd put his nose into his mouth i'd hit him so hard, and he shuts up and i said 'four goddamn years of this and this is what i get? i'm in a school for emotionally/behaviorally disordered students, and you fucking pick on me? Go fuck your mom! see how you like that one jagoff' and the office tried giving me a late bus about that one, so i called my mom up and said 'so there's some bs.' and i explained to her, so she wanted to talk to the principal, even after i'd given her an earful of my anger. my mom gave her more and said if that shit went down again she wouldn't care if i just racked the teacher, and then she'd go to legal lengths to resolve this teacher harassing me as well as several other students.
all in all, i've had about all i can take. this monday come the end of break, i'm gonna be a new man. i've been taking this nonsense too long. next time someone mouths off to me, they're getting jacked plain and simple.
this has made me afraid to talk to people as i'm afraid to fucking get made fun of. i've lost much confidence.
i've had alot of rough times in my life, ever since i was in 1st grade and my father passed away. people make fun of it, and i've gotten into pretty heated fights with ppl over that. i got suspended so many times from 2nd to 5th grade i couldn't count.
they just didn't care then, though.
So.. that's my story.
