Dark and Difficult Years

When I was twelve, I started to bully. I was forced by a man about four or five years older than me. I had three classes before me and it was the pain of my existence at the time.

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Now the problem I had with him wasn't that he bullied me. If there was anybody else, I could take it to the faculty. But this man was a governor and he was the oldest kid in school. It was kept several times, so it was quite large for a high school student. Their classmates were afraid of him and the teachers were usually not interested in him. He was the worst, and I caught his eye.

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I didn't know why you hated me. I really didn't. He just picked me and he hit me and made me feel like garbage. I did everything to stop it. I tried to stay away from her, I tried to calm her down, I gave her my food (it was a boarding school).

I did everything, but it never stopped. Then one day she said why. He said I had a frustrating face and hated him. He hated me for something I couldn't change. I mean, I've been under my thumb for about two years.

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