I was the bully and a pretty mean one. I was raised with 2 brothers and my father was a boxer back in his day so I was the person getting bullied at home ( play fighting) so I felt inferior at school and becaome a bully
There we're several occasions and I was suspended from school ALOT!! but the one story that stands out to me the most was: ( you guys are going to hate me after this one)
In High School there was this girl who dressed like Madona in the early 80's ( I graduated in 1998 so it was alittle unusual) I used to call her all sorts of names, I got other class mates to throw spit balls at her I was the captin of my cheerleading team my softmore year and she tried out for the team... I purposly ( but it looked like an accident) shook up a can of coke and squited it all over her... then at prom me and others threw veggies and ranch dressing at her and it got on her dress....
HORRIBLE I Know.... I feel pretty bad about it now, I am sure I'll be on the Maury Povich show with her going from Geek to Sleak pretty darn soon and maby she will tell me off I do deserve it... I wish I could find her so I could write her a letter and apoligise.
